Forget about it.

Having spoken those words, it took Lola Hussey a long while to realize that she indeed dared to say them in a silent exchange of gazes with him!

Gradually, a subtle warmth appeared in Ethan Ainsley's face: "So that's what you were thinking?"

"I..." Her small face flushed crimson.

"Do you want me to get the marriage certificate? Become my... Mrs. Ainsley?"

"I..." She could explain, but her tongue seemed to trip over the words.

Lola Hussey hated that she couldn't come up with a witty response, "I was just speaking out of turn."

"You're lying to me?" His face darkened.

"..."

"Lola Hussey!"

Ethan Ainsley suddenly called her name.

In a formal tone.

Subconsciously, Lola Hussey straightened herself, her spine stiffening.

Ethan Ainsley was so close to her at this moment, yet she didn't find it uncomfortable. However, her tone seemed much weaker compared to his composure.

"So, what's your purpose for visiting my home at such a late hour?" he asked her.