Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop

Flash Marriage He Made My Jaw Drop

When she got back up to her apartment, Mrs. Quinn had already gone to bed. Vivienne made sure her steps were light so she didn’t wake her mother.

That night, she couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned until dawn.

Vivienne had a punctual biological clock, though. No matter how late she slept, she would wake up at 7 o’clock in the morning.

She made breakfast for her mother and left the house. The car needed to be taken to the shop for the night market later, and she would have to call her friend to ask for a ride while it was being repaired.

She waited outside the car shop until a red BMW pulled up about half an hour later, with her friend Lainey in the driver’s seat. She waved at Vivienne. “C’mon, get in.

Vivienne smiled and got in, clicking the seatbelt into place. Lainey already knew where they were heading, and she pulled away from the curb and drove directly to the night market.

“Your crappy old van’s long overdue for a replacement,” Lainey commented. “Why are you fixing it again? Just take my advice and buy a new one.”

“Easy for you to say.” Vivienne laughed. “I don’t have that kind of money. If I fix it up, it’ll still work fine.”

She and Lainey had known each other since high school, and they’

d been friends for about ten years now. Lainey ran her own cosmetics store, and business there was good. She was living a good life, all things considered.

“Vivienne, I hate seeing you work so hard with all this talent you have. You’re wasting it on the night market, y’know? You were at the top of our class, honestly. If it wasn’t for…” Lainey came back to her senses soon enough to cut herself off. She glanced at Vivienne, then smiled and changed the subject. “You’re still young, but you hate everybody I’ve introduced you to! Do you want to be a nun soon? What about that guy Hendrix Tennyson… I heard he went back to China and started a law firm there. I hear he’s still single, so I can help you go after him if that’s what you want.”

Vivienne’s heart throbbed at the name, some old memories resurfacing. She shook them away. “I know you want to help, Lainey, but there’s really no need. I forgot about him a long time. ago.”

Time healed all wounds, right?

“Why don’t you find a boyfriend yourself, then?” Lainey meant well, but she couldn’t stop talking the second she opened her mouth. “I overheard my aunt saying you were introduced to several guys, but you didn’t like any of them-”

Vivienne interrupted her softly. “Lainey, I’m married.”

“Nothing wrong with that. It’s a natural step in the-” Lainey turned suddenly to stare at Vivienne. “What did you just say? What? You don’t even have a boyfriend, but you-? Did you just pull a husband

Chapter 5

off the sidewalk?”

well have risen in the

random guy, but my mom found him

stopped at the side

nearby to properly interrogate her and put her hands on her

didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “His name’s Damien. He’s local, about 30… He works for Skyreach

familiar, but the Marlowes weren’t high up enough in social tiers for Lainey to be sure where she’d heard it. They weren’t in the same circles, though-she

wasn’t entirely wrong. As the president of Skyreach, Damien. kept himself rather low-key, never

too long

bring him to meet you when I get

about,” Lainey said. “But, more importantly, does he have a house? How much does he make? Is

realistic, but there were just too many of them. Vivienne shook her head. “I didn’t ask about his income, and I myself don’t

just a formality. It’s not necessary. We agreed to live together,

have to work so hard in the future! You’ll have your children’s education to think about… What will

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explained, “I proposed all these things. I don’t want to take

her future children’s education weren’t problems yet. Why make them

you want to go to the class reunion next Friday? I heard Hendrix will be

in McLean, which is famous for its housing. The places down there

and Hendrix were together, Vivienne wouldn’t have to worry

at. She

they were still a legal couple, and she should be faithful to him. Damien had been good to her so far. She’d try to

as long as this lasted. How Hendrix was doing-for better or worse-was none of her

say something else when Vivienne’s phone rang, and

nervous.

warm voice come through. “Where are you? I’m coming to

outside with a friend,” Vivienne

in a hurry to move in, was

care of.” Damien was brief. “Send me your location when you’re done, and I’ll come