The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 779

“You have one month to get the marriage license. Otherwise, we have plenty of ways to ship him overseas, and trust me, he will never step foot in this country again!”

Throwing down her ultimatum, Mrs. Stapleton hurried off, terrified that Natalie might change her mind.

Honestly, if she had walked just a little slower, Natalie really would have backed out. Marrying a mess like Marico was worse than throwing her life away.

But before she could even process it, Marico exploded.

“Who said I was marrying you? Do you think you're some kind of goddess, and anyone you point at has to wed you? Are you out of your mind? Let me make this clear—I am never marrying you. Not a chance in hell!”

Natalie flared up instantly. “You're the psycho! I was just trying to help you. Your parents were seconds away from exiling you!”

“I'd rather be exiled than marry you!”

“You!”

Natalie gritted her teeth. “Fine. You said it. The day you change your mind, you're a spineless coward!”

“I'll bow down to you if I do!”

Natalie nodded sharply. “Then I'll be waiting!”

Fuming, she stormed out of the room. It wasn't until she stepped into the elevator that reality caught up with her. Marico adamantly refusing to marry her was exactly what she should have wanted. Why did it suddenly feel like she was the desperate one?

Marico spent another week in the hospital. Once his mobility was somewhat restored, Linda couldn't hold back any longer and hauled stacks upon stacks of documents into his room.

“You need to review this proposal personally. Please read it right now and give your approval ASAP. If you delay any further, the sales department won't have time to draft the second-half strategy, which will ruin the company's annual revenue.”

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