Unspeakable bubbles

Mary was about to say something when she heard the parrot repeatedly shouting in a funny voice, "Little rascal! Little rascal! Little rascal!"

"..."

The two looked at each other, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"Young Master!"

At that moment, the butler rushed over.

Ignoring the atmosphere, he shoved the letter into Cecil's hand: "A letter from the head of the family, please take a look!"

"Can't you give it to me later?"

"Cecil, don't lose your temper. Perhaps the Duke has something important to discuss."

Mary urged, "Quickly, look at what's written on it!"

"What else can they write? They'll just give me a good scolding."

Cecil opened the envelope, glanced at it, and gave a wry smile.

"As expected, Grandpa lost his temper."

"Has His Majesty the Duke urged you to return?"

"Well, I've been out for quite a while, it's time to go back."

"Oh"

"..."

"........."

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

"Ahem, Your Excellency, I'm so grateful for your care of the young master these past few days."

The butler bowed to Mary and then pulled Cecil to his feet.

"The carriage is waiting outside. We're in a hurry, so we don't need to see us off!"

The butler pulled Cecil towards the door, saying, "Young Master, the Master is angry. Let's go home quickly."

Mary watched helplessly as Cecil was dragged to the door without any resistance, and she became anxious: "Cecil!"

"what?"

Cecil immediately broke free from the butler's grasp, turned back and looked at Mary with a wicked grin: "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Humph!"

Mary was furious when she saw him like that.

"It's alright, take care, don't bother seeing me out!"

"Young Master, Young Master, why did you go back again?"

Ignoring the butler's anxious calls, Cecil walked up to Mary.

He gazed into her eyes: "Mary, come with me!"

"..."

"What would it mean if I went with you like this?"

Mary turned her head away and said sadly, "We're not children anymore. We can't just act impulsively and think things through."

"I didn't act on impulse."

Cecil knelt down on one knee and took a small ring box from his pocket: "Mary, marry me!"

Everyone, from the butler and maid to the guards of the Momedi family who walked in from outside, was stunned!

"you……"

Mary never imagined Cecil would propose to her at this time. With tears in her eyes, she asked, "Cecil, have you thought this through?"

Section 630, Chapter 629: Things Are Not What They Used to Be

"I'm much older than you..."

"She's only five years old!"

"I've been married before, and not just once."

"So what?"

Cecil shrugged, indicating that he didn't care at all.

"I have a bad reputation. If you marry me, you'll be gossiped about too."

"Mary, don't pay any attention to what those gossipy women say."

"..."

Cecil

Mary wiped her eyes: "If you marry me, you might lose a lot."

"I know, but more than anything else, Mary, you are my most precious treasure!"

After a long silence, Mary smiled sweetly.

"Cecil, I accept!"

"From now on, I will be your loyal ally."

"If you do not betray me, I will be loyal to you!" Mary raised three fingers and solemnly swore.

Mary agreed, and Cecil was naturally delighted, but...

"Wait a minute, Mary, why is she an ally?"

Cecil looked puzzled: "Shouldn't it be his wife?"

"Silly girl, in my heart, the title of ally is the most important thing."

"Of course I am your wife, but I am also your ally."

Mary extended her left hand and looked at Cecil with a smile.

Despite some inner turmoil, Cecil knew now was not the time to ask questions, and he decisively put the ring on Mary's ring finger.

“Darling,” Mary pulled Cecil up and kissed his cheek.

"Honey!"

Cecil couldn't stop laughing. He kissed Mary back and then spun her around in his arms.

"That doesn't count!"

Only then did the butler awaken from his dream.

"This is outrageous, young master, this is outrageous!"

"The head of the family will never allow you to act recklessly, and also, Countess Mary..."

The butler stared intently into Mary's eyes: "Let me give you a piece of advice: it's fine if you play with fire yourself, but don't drag the young master into it."

Mary shook her head and pulled Cecil back, whose face was full of anger.

"Darling, today is our big day, don't be angry."

"Phew, yes, yes, we should have a proper celebration."

"I will hold the grandest wedding banquet in the capital, and His Majesty Charles will be our witness!"

“Mary, I will make you the happiest bride,” Cecil promised confidently.

"Oh, my lovely little fool."

Mary tapped Cecil's forehead with her finger as usual: "I'm happy to hear you say that, but I'm also a little disappointed."

"..."

Mary's words calmed Cecil's feverish mind, and he quickly realized the problem.

Where does the money for a wedding banquet come from?

Young Master Cecil never carries any money on him; all his expenses are paid by his butler.

This butler is deeply trusted by my grandfather, and I really can't control him.

He wouldn't spend a single penny on Mary.

As for inviting His Majesty the King to officiate the wedding...

Firstly, Cecil doesn't have that much influence, and secondly, doing this would undoubtedly embarrass his grandfather.

If Grandpa loses face, Mary and I will definitely be in big trouble.

"Feel sorry"

Cecil lowered his head: "It's my incompetence."

"Cecil, lift your head!"

Mary patted him on the back: "You're still young, and youth brings endless possibilities."

"Besides, I'm standing right behind you!"

Cecil was startled and nodded seriously.

"Young master, this is a letter from the master to me."

The butler unfolded the letter in front of all the guards: "From now on, all your spending is restricted, and Countess Mary's wedding banquet... is probably canceled."

Cecil did not fly into a rage as the butler had imagined; he simply took Mary's hand and walked forward silently.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

“The carriage is already parked at the door, so of course we should hurry home and introduce Mary to Grandpa,” Cecil said casually.

"..."