She's addictive.
Mona-Sherry, cafe owner, maternally single for 27 years.
Alston-Eric, mob boss, maternally single for 30 years.
She said she didn't like the mob, so he resolved to quit.
She said she didn't like the smell of smoke, so he made up his mind to quit smoking.
Whatever she didn't like, he could change it.
He said he didn't like the smell of sweetness, so she filled his cakes with granulated sugar.
He said he didn't like to wait, but she didn't care about his confession to go around dating blind dates.
Whatever he didn't like, she went for it.
"Eric, what do you really like about me, can't I change it?"
"I just like that you don't like me, change it~"
Sherry avoided Eric for three years, but couldn't avoid the urging of the family elders to get married.
"Eric, would you like to marry me by contract?"
"I've opened a company and I'm just short of a boss's wife."
Marriage is nothing more than a piece of paper for Sherry, fulfilling the family's expectations of her and accomplishing dead-end tasks.
There was no wedding, no wedding wine, no wedding photos.
All that proves this ridiculous marriage is a pair of wedding rings and a hastily procured marriage license.
Yet even more ridiculous than the marriage is the fact that she can't resist his kisses.
"Eric, you've gone to a lot of trouble to get me."
"Sherry, I want to fall in love with you over time, I want you to fall in love with me."
Maybe it was the emotion playing a role, maybe it was a physical addiction, she wrapped her arms around Eric's neck and allowed the kiss to fall on her lips.
The night rains gusted outside the window, and a good night's rain fell inside the house.
It was a romantic love story of him chasing and her running away.
PS:This story will make your heart skip a beat， so hide under the quilt and read it secretly!
cecelia99 · Urban
