Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 522: Heartbroken Little Su

Finnian Lawrence exercised patience, speaking more than usual: "In arranged marriages, there’s room for refusal. I fear I don’t have that luxury."

The other party, late to realize, stuffed a leaf of vegetable into their mouth.

For a family like the Lawrence Family, they would likely find a well-matched girl from a comparable background.

Lily Sloan, on the other hand, came from a moderately well-off family. In comparison, it was like a drop in the ocean.

Something within seemed to shatter; some romances end before they begin, breaking at an incredible speed.

Even back at the temple fair, Lily had developed a liking for Finnian Lawrence, unaware of his identity then and never imagining there’d be another chance to meet.

Later, she discovered he came from a perfumer family and, due to chance, had a few interactions.

Lily began feeling restless and distracted, but the gap between them was vast, and she didn’t dare act impulsively, only quietly waiting for the right moment.

Who would’ve thought she’d suffer such embarrassment at the airport last time.

She planned to wait a few months, hoping after the incident faded from memory, she’d find a work-related excuse to see Finnian Lawrence alone.

Now it seemed it was all her one-sided longing.

That evening.

Lily searched on Baidu about the Lawrence Family’s Serendipity Pavilion and Finnian Lawrence’s personal information, awed as she was, she opened her WeChat moments and edited a line.

"Today I am heartbroken Lily."

After posting, she went to remove her makeup.

When she touched her phone again, she noticed several red dots on the screen.

The steam from the shower was billowing out, and the bedroom was enveloped in a faint mist.

Lily’s pupils refocused on the electronic screen, her pale fingertips tapped on the notification.

OMG! Finnian Lawrence actually liked her post!

Lily worried her secret feelings might be exposed, hurriedly deleting the post.

Meanwhile, Finnian Lawrence, killing time, had an indescribable expression on his face.

Did he see wrong?

The clarity in his eyes faded, replaced by a misty haze, yet he didn’t dwell on the matter.

In the following days, Nora Northwood noticed Lily constantly seemed distracted at work.

She teased casually: "You look like you’re heartbroken, so absent-minded."

Lily was particularly anxious over the word "heartbroken," her evasive gaze holding traces of agitation and unease, "What nonsense are you saying? Hurry and finish the proposal!"

That matter was temporarily brushed aside.

Longitude one hundred and ten degrees, Stanton City, Clearwater Bay Villas.

Elaine was sitting in the backyard, leisurely enjoying her afternoon tea.

The afternoon sun laid out a blanket of gold upon the artificial turf, with many varieties of unnamed flowers and plants thriving in the yard.

Vincent Morgan came uninvited, weaving around a palm tree, walking briskly toward the figure on the wicker chair.

Noticing someone behind her, Elaine composed her lazy, unrestrained posture, sitting upright.

"Is there an urgent matter?"

Just from the footsteps, she could discern certain emotions of the person.

Vincent Morgan smiled, "Nothing escapes your eye."

The sunlight danced across Elaine’s complexion, mottled and swaying, making it impossible to tell she was over forty, nearing fifty.

Vincent Morgan didn’t immediately take out that paternity test but tested the waters with a sentence: "Recently, I’ve heard news about your daughter."

Elaine’s expression changed upon hearing this, for a moment, she heard the sound of flowers blooming in the yard.

This time, she couldn’t even sit still.