39. Olivia Green

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Marry me...

The words had been ringing in my mind for quite some time and until now, I could not fathom why he asked me. No. He ordered me to marry him as if marrying someone was a simple thing to do.

"Marry you?" I inquired, my brows forming a straight line.

I think I heard something wrong because that's the only explanation I have as of now as to why Sebastian Holding wanted to ask my hand in marriage.

The only one he wanted was to marry Olivia Green for his ambition. Or maybe a little bit of love. But marrying me? That was a bit unexpected and questionable. Why would he fucking want to marry me?

I was completely useless to him. But if he wants someone to cook him a delicious meal, then that would be my purpose. But marriage? Wait. Was this the end of the world?

"Could you ask it again, Mr. Holding? I think I heard wrong."

There was no hint of a smile on his face as I continued watching him. He was serious about that?

My head started to spin.

I think I needed to drink wa