Chapter 89 Getting Married Tomorrow

Carl kissed Violet with a satisfied expression after she settled down. He said softly, "Get up. I'll bring the food in."

"Okay." Violet decided that she would deal with hunger first. She figured she would find a way to delay the marriage somehow.

She suddenly chuckled as she thought about something. She rested her head on one of Carl's hands while holding his other hand. She gazed at him affectionately.

Carl frowned. He knew she was up to no good. There was no way she was trying to seduce him.

As expected, Violet asked, "The pancakes that morning. Are you sure you didn't make them?"

"It wasn't me."

Violet smirked and cooed, "If I find out it was you. We'll delay going to the city hall."

Carl gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know the consequences of making me angry?"

Violet covered herself with her blanket and continued, "We're the only ones here. Just tell me, were you the one that made the omelet?"

Carl was put on the spot. If he admitted that he made it, he would be