"My Angeline deserves the grandest wedding. She should not have to marry me in such a pitiful manner," Jay said solemnly.
Angeline said seriously, "I don’t feel pitiful. There's a lot of money in the bank card you gave me. So much that I won’t be able to finish spending it in a lifetime."
The expression on Jay's face darkened unnaturally when money was mentioned...
"What do you want?"
"Jaybie, the bank card can act as my dowry," Angeline replied smilingly.
Jay looked at her silently before he pulled her chin toward him and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Well then, what are you going to give me?” Angeline's eyes sparkled as she anticipated her gift from her love.
"Myself!" Jay said as he pointed toward himself.
Angeline nearly choked on her saliva. As she coughed violently, she muttered, "That's not as good as money."
Jay pushed her away and glared at her angrily. "You dislike me?"
Angeline laughed dryly. "Love, I need the money."
"So I'm not important?” Jay would never have thought that there would be a day when he was jealous of
money.
Angeline shook her head. "Of course, my love is more important than money, hut..."
Her eyes glinted mischievously.
Jay had a feeling that he would not like whatever she said next.
As expected, Angeline's next words nearly caused him to burst a vessel.
"If I want my love, I can just pounce on him any time I please."
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