True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1410

He opened the door and got out.

Maria also laughed when she saw Ernest. She pointed at him and exclaimed, "I can't believe you're wearing a slimming shirt and trousers."

Ernest was tall, and he was wearing a body-tight royal blue shirt and a pair of dark- colored trousers. The shirt was tucked into the trousers, and the belt seemed like it was branded. He looked really handsome.

It was the first time Maria had seen Ernest dressed like this. She sighed, "Ernest, you're going to work in a few years. I'm sure a lot of women will have a crush on you."

Ernest only smiled and raised his eyebrows at her, "Isn't it the same with you? When you start working, you will definitely be pursued by a lot of men."

Maria shrugged.

"What's so special about a bunch of men? I only want him."

Ernest knew that she was talking about Liam.

"What if you don't succeed?" He really couldn't bear to ask more.

"If I don't succeed, then so be it," Maria said, "If I try my best in the end but he still won't be with me and thinks that I'm not good enough, then I can only yield to my fate. I deserve it."

"Silly girl," Ernest reached out to pat her head and comfort her, "Being too persistent is a good thing and also a bad thing. Everything has its pros and cons. There are just some things that cannot be forced."

"I won't force anyone to do so except him," Maria replied, "I only want him. I can give up everything in the world just for him."

"Even your loved ones?" Ernest looked at her.

Maria was stunned, "Ernest, you're giving me a hard time. I'm talking about materialistic stuff, not my loved ones. My loved ones are equally important."

"That's more like it," Ernest laughed, "Let's go, come on."

"Okay."

After getting in the car, Ernest asked her, "Have you decided on a place?"

"I've made an appointment. It's a cafe on Culture Road opposite the news reporting agency."

Ernest was stunned and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, "Wow, are you trying to intimidate the author and force her to sell you the copyright?"

"Ernest, I have no intention of intimidating her, but it's true that I'm intent on buying the copyrights to this book."

Soon, Ernest drove to the building. When they arrived, they went to the table and ordered two cups of coffee.

"She's not here yet," Ernest looked at his watch.

"There are still five minutes left," Maria looked at the time, "Don't worry."

Time passed by, and four minutes had passed.

Ernest knocked on the watch with his slender fingers. He said, "There is one minute left. This author is not punctual."

"As long as the book is good," Maria didn't mind, "That book is too popular. I just need the copyright to this book. As for whoever the author is like, I don't care."

"What they write is a mirror of their character," Ernest reminded her.

Maria immediately looked at the door and grew a little anxious too.

Just then, a figure appeared at the door. It was a girl, with a bun on her head, a backpack on her back, and a pair of black-framed glasses. She looked gentle and reserved.

As soon as she came in, she said to the waiter, "I'm looking for Miss Lowe."

"Please come with me," The waiter led her there.

"She's here, she's here," Maria saw the girl and looked at Ernest with joy.

Ernest looked down at his watch.

Four minutes and fifty seconds.

When the girl walked up to them, exactly five minutes had passed.

No more no less. It was so perfect and inhumanly accurate.

Ernest was almost shocked.

He looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but take a second look at her.

The bun on her head was very cute, with some strands of hair left on her forehead. Her hair looked fluffy, and her neck was long and slender. She was fair, and her facial features could not be seen clearly because of the glasses.

However, she was dressed in a very loose, beige knitted jacket. She had paired it off with a skirt that was light brown, and there was a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet. In fact, she looked quite lazy.

"Miss Lowe, hello, I'm Reaper," The girl introduced herself as she looked at Maria.

Maria stood up and reached out, "I'm Maria, are you really Reaper?"

"Yes," The girl seemed to be embarrassed and smiled. She adjusted her glasses and shot curious glances from Ernest to Maria. Her silent inquiry made Maria immediately explain, "This is my cousin Ernest Jones. He came with me."