Chapter 1257 - 1256: Shirley Grant, Let’s Get Married
At that time, she had no choice at all.
She was truly afraid of making Alan Morgan troubled, truly unwilling for Alan Morgan to get hurt.
Obviously, it was for his own good, yet now she still had to accept his complaints like this.
Shirley Grant was very upset.
"Shirley Grant, let’s get married."
Alan Morgan reached out and tightly grasped her arm, as long as she said "I do", he could present the whole world in front of her.
What if the parents don’t agree?
They could live their little life on the side, they could be very happy, very happy.
"Shirley Grant, let’s watch Gerry Peary grow up together, let’s give Gerry a little brother or sister, shall we get married?"
Shirley Grant sat there, lowered her head, tears continuously falling down.
She didn’t want to be the villain, didn’t want Alan Morgan to become like this.
The Alan Morgan who hadn’t met Shirley Grant was so spirited, had a great future, had an identity that people wanted to cling to.
Only after becoming a mother, did she understand the struggles of parents.
She was unable to refute the reasons Alan’s parents had for rejecting her.
Because, all parents want the best for their children.
Now, Alan Morgan had said such words, how heartbroken must his parents be?
Whenever she thought about it, that Gerry would say such words to her in the future, she felt her entire body tearing apart.
"Shirley Grant, let’s get married!"
Alan Morgan raised his voice, desperately wanting to get a response from Shirley Grant.
"Look, this is our bridal room, we should have moved in seven years ago, the main bedroom hasn’t changed, nothing has changed."
Alan Morgan looked at Shirley Grant.
"Shirley Grant, I’ve hated you for seven years, but even as I hated you, I kept this place, I often come here to look, I tell myself it’s a reminder to hate you, but Shirley Grant, I know, I love you, I’m madly in love with you, Shirley Grant, let’s compensate for me, let’s get married."
Halfway through Alan Morgan’s words, Shirley Grant was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Being so deeply loved by such a golden child, what did she have to fear or worry about?
"Alright, let’s get married."
Shirley Grant nodded forcefully, and after saying it she reached out and tightly embraced Alan Morgan.
No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, we’ll walk together holding hands.
Hearing Shirley Grant’s words, Alan Morgan happily lifted her up and spun her around wildly.
Wonderful, wonderful!
Seven years!
After seven years, they’re finally together again!
The two of them tidied up the kitchen together, then went to the garage hand in hand to drive.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Shirley Grant turned her head, smiling at Alan Morgan.
This everything feels unreal.
But if this is a dream, let her never wake up.
However, all of Shirley Grant’s things were at the hotel, even the household registration book.
Alan Morgan drove her to the hotel, and they went upstairs together.
Because the room key card was with Andrew Davidson, Shirley Grant had called ahead.
At this moment, Andrew Davidson stood in the hallway of the hotel, leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette.
The corridor could be described as smoky, and the cigarette butts scattered across the floor fully evidenced how much Andrew had smoked.
Is this man insane?
If he continues like this, the hotel will probably come looking for him.
They’re here!
From afar, Andrew Davidson saw Shirley Grant and Alan Morgan walking hand in hand in this direction.
Such a scene, he was certain he’d never forget in his lifetime.
So Shirley Grant could smile like this, could be so happy.