The fortune-teller thought of a solution. “To break your streak of bad luck is simple,” he explained. “Just pick a good day to get married.”

Marriage?

Megan was stunned, then she came to a realization. She blushed.

The fortune-teller continued, “I just realized that this man next to you has the water element in him. You two are a match! You both are a couple, I assume?”

Megan blushed as she nodded.

The fortune-teller laughed, slapping his thigh. He pretended to calculate with his fingers and exclaimed, “That’s perfect! In the next six months, there will be two good days to have a wedding ceremony. Congratulations to the newlywed couple in advance!”

At that, the fortune-teller let out a sigh of relief under his breath. He completed his mission.

Kent smiled widely. He took the opportunity to fish out a box from his pocket and knelt on one knee. “Megan, marry me.” He opened the box to reveal a diamond ring. It sparkled under the lanterns.

The crowd exclaimed in admiration. How rom