Fortunately, that money was still with me now, and hadn’t all been spent yet.
I took out the box and removed all the money Beckett’s family had given, carefully wrapping it in another handkerchief.
The money my parents gave me
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104 94%
♡ A
It had been a week since I returned from Grandma’s house.
I had intentionally stayed at Grandma’s for a week this time, because once I left for university, it wouldn’t be so easy to get together with them again.
During these days, I also went to buy things from the neighboring stall every day, finally getting the supplier’s information from that lady. Then I went with Aunt and Cousin to stock up on some goods and sold for two days before I felt reassured enough to come back.
After putting away the things I brought back from Grandma’s house, I flopped onto the
bed.
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was carefully put away again.
It was impossible to return it, so I’d just use it as my startup capital. If my mom kicked up
a fuss with me later, I’d slap the money down in front of her.
I think for the sake of the money, she shouldn’t get too angry… right?
08:35 Sat, Nov 30
Q A
When I woke up early the next morning, the first thing I did was add a mark on the old
calendar.
Eight more days.
In eight more days, I could leave this place!
“What are you writing?” A deep voice suddenly came from behind me.
I was startled and turned to see Beckett standing behind me.
He looked at me puzzled: “What are you writing on the newspaper?”
He was very close to me, slightly bending down, his breath brushing past my ear as he spoke. I shuddered and quickly jumped away.
How disgusting.
I originally wanted to brush it off, but seeing that he still seemed to be stubbornly looking at the newspaper, I could only make up a random excuse: “I’m calculating how many days it’s been since you submitted our marriage license application.”
Maybe something in what I said pleased Beckett, because his previously confused and even slightly anxious expression suddenly relaxed.
He let out a sigh of relief and brought out the hand he had been hiding behind his back, holding a square velvet box.
“Open it and take a look.” Beckett looked at me with a bit of anticipation.
Me: “…”
Well, it was actually quite strange.
In my previous life, I was married to Becketter fifty years, even raising our son together and seeing off four elderly parents
Q A
Maybe something in what I said pleased Beckett, because his previously confused and even slightly anxious expression suddenly relaxed.
He let out a sigh of relief and brought out the hand he had been hiding behind his back, holding a square velvet box.
“Open it and take a look. Beckett looked at me with a bit of anticipation.
Me: “…”
Well, it was actually quite strange.
In my previous life, I was married to Beckett for fifty years, even raising our son together and seeing off four elderly parents.
But he had never bought me any jewelry.
My eyes fell on the velvet box, feeling somewhat ironic.
“What’s wrong? Open it and take a look.” Beckett urged again.
I took a deep breath and pushed the thing back to him: “Take it back, and give it to me oo
the day our marriage license application is approved.”
