Chapter 100 - 91 Hating someone, loving someone, are both my own affairs 1_2
The waiter served the meal, and Oliver Turner poured her a glass of red wine: "Have a drink."
"Alright." Faye Townsend also picked up her wine glass, shook it slightly, and took a small sip.
"Why did you agree so readily today? What’s the second thing you wanted to say?"
"Do you have time tomorrow evening? I need to ask you for a favor."
Oliver Turner’s lips curled into a smile: "Since you’re asking me, I’ll make time even if I don’t have any.
What are we doing? It must be very important."
"I have a class reunion tomorrow evening.
You need to pretend to be my boyfriend."
"Fiancé." Oliver Turner raised an eyebrow: "Why not go all the way, it’s better."
Faye Townsend thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright, fiancé then."
Oliver Turner took a sip of red wine: "What a pity."