Sarah was too tired these days.

Although she just slept for two hours and ate another bowl of porridge, she was too anxious to get out of bed and suddenly felt dizzy.

She frowned. Her thin body wobbled, and her slender hands were busy holding the edge of the bed.

On the sofa, Maurice frowned slightly.

Sarah came to the sofa and Maurice let her sit next to him.

After a little hesitation, she gave up the idea of sitting on another sofa and sat down beside him.

"Look at the agreement first. If there is anything that needs to be added, I will ask them to amend it."

The man's deep voice was in her ears and the scent of good smelling burrowed into her nostrils. Sarah's heart beat uncontrollably fast.

She secretly took a deep breath and took over the agreement in his hand.

When she saw the content above, her eyes widened in shock.

Just now, she only saw the back of the paper in Maurice's hands, but did not see how much the agreement contained.

She thought he had a bunch of things to ask her to obey.

Now with a closer look, there was only one sentence.

Beside her, Maurice's body leaned against the sofa. His handsome eyebrow showed the sense of laziness, and he looked at her calmly.

Sarah looked up, met his deep and calm eyes, and asked suspiciously, "Is this an agreement?"

"Yes."

Maurice smiled, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Sarah frowned.

The content of the agreement was: There would be no divorce between Maurice and Sarah, only if one of them died.

Why was this man so different?

"Do you have anything to add?"

Maurice looked at Sarah lightly while frowning. This was the only one request he had for her.

"I thought that the agreement should list every aspect and protect your own interests."

"I said, I like being slept by you. And no divorce for my whole life is the best protection of my interests."

Maurice clearly had a perfectly handsome and elegant face, but what he said was very straightforward.

Sarah's eyes flickered away.

Hearing him say, "You must achieve that. Marry me, and stay with me all your life."

Sarah thought for a few seconds, raised her head and asked him, "Is there a pen?"

"Have."

Maurice had already prepared the pen.

Sarah signed her name in the lower right corner of the agreement.

"Finish."

Maurice smiled satisfactorily, took the pen, and signed his own name.

The names of Maurice and Sarah were connected from this moment.

He looked at the paper in his hand, and was in an extremely good mood.

When he looked at her, there was a stream of light in his deep eyes with the indescribable charm, "Miss Sarah, congratulations. From now on, you are Mrs. Brown."

Sarah looked at his smiling handsome face and inexplicably felt that she was too lucky to marry such a handsome man in her most helpless time.

Just when she wanted to say something, the god damn phone ringing sounded out of time.

"I will answer the phone first."

Sarah said, stood up and went to the hospital bed to get the phone.

Maurice put away the agreement, patiently waited for her to finish the call, and said quietly, "I will accompany you to see our mother first, and then go home to pick up the clothes."

"What?"

Sarah did not understand for a while.

Her mother suddenly became the "our mother".

He called the name so naturally.

But... Forgive her for not getting used to the situation.

Seeing her stunned, Maurice stepped forward to pull her and turned away.

Sarah responded and began to struggle, "Let go. I can go by myself."