Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 2033

The room was enveloped in silence, but Mark was in no rush. He knew Shirley would agree eventually.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes, Shirley slowly closed her eyes, her lips quivering. "Set the wedding date, let Abner go, let him take the SAT," she whispered.

"And kick him out of your house, cut him off. His presence disgusts me, Shirley. I can't be as forgiving. In a way, he's ruined what you and I had."

A bitter smile crossed Shirley's lips. The real destroyer of their relationship was Mark himself. But she knew it was pointless to argue now.

"Fine."

"Don't think you can trick me. I mean a clean break, so that kid doesn't come back crawling to you. I refuse to be the fool."

"Okay."

Shirley didn't want to say more. She opened the door to leave.

Mark tapped the bed beside him, "Come, keep me company."

She stiffened, a wave of revulsion washing over her. But she knew refusing Mark would only lead to worse demands.

Slowly, she walked over and sat by the bed.

"Kiss me, as interest. Once I'm discharged, we'll get married. You're still pure, right?"

Shirley's face paled, her hand clenched tightly.

"That night, I didn't succeed. It's not like something happened between you and Abner."

"Mark!"

Shirley's lashes trembled. She had always seen Abner as a brother, and he saw her as a sister. There was never anything sordid between them.