"Lolita!"

Grady took a deep breath; he looked serious. "I know you are a dutiful granddaughter, but there are many ways to practice filial piety. You don't have to grieve your grandfather's death for a year. I will put in money tomorrow to build a statue to commemorate MasterDamien. Is that okay?"

While talking, Grady continued to observe Lolita. He was getting impatient.

Lolita groaned and shook her head firmly. "No, I swore that I would do it. How can I simply change my mind?"

Even though Grady had become a much better person, Lolita still hesitated to marry him.

'F*ck!'

Grady could not help but smile contemptuously at Lolita, who persisted in rejecting him. "Okay, don't you act innocent with me. You were married to Darryl. You are a woman who has been married once. You should feel honored that I want to marry you. Don't you act like you don't know any better."

"You—"

Lolita trembled and stared blankly at Grady. She did not expect the sudden change of tone from Grady.

Grady