The more Maggie thought about it, the more suspicious she felt it was Sophia.
If there was a ghost in one's heart, every one looked like a ghost!
Seeing that the engagement ceremony was approaching, she was like an ant on a hot pan.
"Mom, please help me find a way to get that bastard not to be Lucas' wife."
"I've made up my mind. This time, I will give you a big gift for the bastard!" A hint of ferocity flashed
across her face.
"Mom, we were lucky last time. But we can't always be like this. Ask Alan to handle this. Even if
something happens, he will also take full responsibility. He won't give us away." In fact, Maggie was
afraid of Lucas. She was still afraid of what had happened to Wendy and Helen.
"I found him this time. Don't worry. He will do everything for your happiness." Said Sandra with a
sinister smile.
She had been preparing for the engagement ceremony these days.
The engagement dress tailored by a famous French designer had been sent back from Paris by
someone.
"Give it a try." Lucas looked at her gently.
She smiled gently and went upstairs.
When she slowly came down, his eyes froze. She was as beautiful as an angel, but the expression on
her face was somewhat peculiar. There was no expectation and excitement as he had expected. Her
big black eyes were a little frightening and fearful.
Indeed, the thought of getting married and becoming a woman made her nervous. She was afraid of
stepping into that remote city and repeating the tragedy of her mother. However, he was too excellent
and capricious, which made her lack of a sense of security.
She wanted to marry John regardless of everything, because he was born in the same delivery room
and in the same year with her. It had not only given her courage, but also gave her a strong sense of
security with her profound understanding of John. However, when this dreamy soap bubble was broken
up, she began to suffer from her premarital phobia.
So far, she still felt that she didn't know enough about Lucas. Such lack of understanding made her
unsure if she could during the journey of life with him. There were too many variables in the life that
they could not control.
"Lucas, on my birthday, were you kidding me by making love with the fire balloons?"
"It seems to be joking?" He frowned.
"Do you want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after the engagement ceremony?" She suddenly turned
down her voice, as low as a mosquito's.
"Am I kidding?" He towered in front of her with a oppressive momentum.
"But don't you think it's a bit hasty?" She accidentally scratched the floor with her foot. "
"Yes, let me think about it!" He touched his chin with his hand and seemed to be thinking.
She breathed a sigh of relief and decided to strike while the iron was hot. She began to list the ten main
points of getting married for him. "Marriage is just a shackle and it will shackle your freedom; marriage
is the grave and will destroy love; marriage is just daily life, which makes the passion become
ordinary..."
"Is it so terrible?" He slightly raised his thick eyebrows.
"Yes, yes." She nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
"Okay, I've changed my mind." He smiled wickedly.
Good boy! While she was indulging in such pleasure, a big hand grasped her wrist and pulled her out.
"Let's go to register now. If we don't have a try, how can we know if marriage is really so dreadful?" He
decided to save her and treat her disease!
She gave a chill and screamed like a ghost. She tried to get rid of his hand and ran back to the sofa.
"Sophia, you can't escape!" He rushed to the table behind the sofa, but immediately in vain. As soon as
he rushed to the table, she ran upstairs. Seeing that he was about to catch up, she decided to act
shamelessly, holding the fence of the stairs tightly.
"I don't bring household register or ID card. I don't have anything. How can we get married?"
"Your ID card is in your bag. I will call the household register and mom will bring it to you. Don't worry."
He tried to get rid of her hands, but failed.
"You can't force me. It has no legal effect!" She shouted, deciding not to fear power and fight to the
end.
"It's up to me!" He succeeded in removing one of her hands, but to his surprise, her legs were hooked
again. She tightly clung to the fence. "If you want to register, you should find a meaningful day!" She
changed her strategy.
"What are you afraid of?" He was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh.
"Don't be a grumbling woman from a rich family, don't be too old, and don't be sent out way like a ball!"
She lowered her head and shouted.
"A word 'divorce' isn't in my dictionary, so you will not have the opportunity to divorce. I will make my
wife the happiest woman in the world, so you don't have to worry about being a resentful woman, or
being abandoned at an old age. " He raised her chin and made her look at him.
"I don't want to have a baby, either. It hurts." She could do nothing with it.
He thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's just be a DINK. But you should pray that nothing
unexpected will happen."
As she said this, it would be hypocritical to be stubborn.
She sighed helplessly. "Well, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau after the engagement ceremony as
planned."
"Okay, pinkie." He put out his little finger in case she attacked him again.
"Fine." She hooked him with her little finger and said, "Ok!"
In order to ease her nervous feelings, she had already cured her fears of getting married before the
engagement ceremony. In the next few days, she asked Mary to go shopping with her to relax herself.
One day, they went to a shopping mall until the mall was closed.
When they came out, the street was almost sparsely populated. As soon as she and Mary were about
to go to the tea house opposite to the restaurant for midnight snack, a man suddenly appeared.
Without paying attention, he snatched the bag from Sophia's hand and ran into the dark alley.
"Stop --" Mary ran after putting down the things in her hands.
"Be careful! If you can't catch up with him, we will call the police!" Gangsters are extremely vicious!
Sophia shouted behind.
She went to the sidewalk with what she had bought and waited.
A car was speeding over from an intersection.
A violent brake broke the silence of the night. Two men jumped out of the car and dragged her into the
car.
After a moment of panic, she forced herself to calm down. This was not a strange scene!
Both of the two men were covering their faces with their socks. One was in charge of driving, and the
other was looking at her beside.
"Behave yourself. I don't want to kill you!" The man threatened, waving a cold dagger in his hand.
She jumped up sharply and pounced on the man
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