“I think it’s time for you to accept Anna as your wife as we agreed, son,” Mr. Wess said as he looked at his son. Nadia was busy scrolling through her tablet looking into her boss’s schedule while his conversation with his parents ended. They were going to be late for their next appointment at this rate. “I can’t marry Anna, Father,” Dean Wess answered his voice calm and booming through the room. “Why? You promised that you would marry her by the time you’re thirty. You can’t keep going on like this, son,” Mrs. Wess said softly as she reached out to touch her husband’s hand. Nadia didn’t bother to lift her head to look at her boss. She knew what kind of expression he must be making. And from the way he kept tapping his finger on his leg, she was pretty sure that his annoyance was reaching its max levels. “I can’t marry Anna, Mom,” His voice came out soft, he was always weak to his mother’s pleas. “I already have someone I want to be with,” He added. Lies… If she hadn’t persona
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