Troublemaker Boy

"Farrell, Farrell!" Sherly exclaimed happily as she tugged at her fiancé's arm. "Look, that dress is so pretty!"

Farrel turned, and his eyes caught a white wedding dress that Sherly pointed at. His eyebrows raised one, he said pretty?

"What for?" asked Farrell.

"Which one?" Sherly asked back.

Farrel sighed. "That dress, what for?"

"Ohh," Sherly nodded her head. "Of course for our marriage, what else?"

Farrel raised an eyebrow. "Who said I would marry you?"

Sherly's face turned grim at once. "You ... don't want to marry me?"

The man shook his head steadily. "Not."

"Alright!" Sherly stomped her foot, the woman let go of Farrell's warm embrace, then walked away. He's sulking.

As for Farrel, the man chuckled with amusement. He really likes to tease a Sherly Williams, because the way she sulks is different. When sulking, the woman will remain silent like a statue until she gets what she wants. Not to mention, as long as she was sulking, Sherly would pursed her lips. Cute.

Without Sherly knowing, Farrel sneaked into the shop. And the man bought the dress Sherly wanted, this is how Farrel treats the woman, special.

Farrel came out of the shop empty-handed, he had told the courier to deliver the dress directly to Sherly when they arrived at the hotel.

Farrel approached Sherly who was sitting in front of a restaurant, with her typical sulking style, Sherly ignored Farrel's arrival just like that.

"What are you sitting here alone for?" asked Farrell. "You know, you look like homeless."

The woman was still the same, as silent as a statue. Ignoring Farrel's taunts regarding him being homeless.

like." quipped Farrell. "I

tears. "You are a bad,

asked Farrell dryly. "Okay." he continued,

Sherly in her place. In fact, Farrell wasn't that bad. He didn't really leave, the proof was he was still watching

"What are you doing?"

"Peeping." replied Farrell.

"Really, peeping who?"

"My future wife."

"The crying woman?"

Farrel nodded.

"Ish, you don't match."

think so." then, the man turned

staring at

when were

here," Dave replied as he looked at Farrell with his round eyes. "What are you doing

Farrell. "Why do you like hanging around so

with Mother." Dave said, pointing to a fast

then nodded

shook his

"Then?"

he replied,

nodded his head again. "Your mother is a

restaurant belongs to Father, Mother is

is not

his head disapprovingly. "He works. Mother also gets paid every month,

not wage, it's

Dave repeated, staring

height. "The monthly money, the money that the husband gives to his

understand. But, Mom and Dad are not married." said Dave.