Chapter 1011 (1/2)

”Propose? He proposed to you, ah... ” The scream of excitement rang out, causing people in the coffee shop to look around.

”Norma...” FEIA silently covered her face and interrupted Norma's scream.

”Well, tell me about the back. You agreed.” Norma couldn't stop excited and even envied.

FEIA's expression becomes complicated, grabs the spoon in the coffee cup, stirs it, and gently shakes her head.

Norma's screams suddenly stopped, staring at her and stumbling, ”you, you... Refused?”

”Yes.” FIA looks up at her.

”Hey, sister, what are you thinking?” Norma couldn't believe it.

Their relationship has been very good, FIA has described to her countless times the future of the two, why now have the opportunity to refuse?

”I don't... I don't know.” FEIA didn't know what she thought, maybe because it was so sudden, she was just scared.

Get married.

FIA has thought about it countless times

She thought she was looking forward to the man who would be able to marry her. But when Lindsay asked her to marry her, FIA ran away.

She fled from her New York apartment to Hollywood, leaving work and school behind.

”It's a good time to visit the Los Angeles store...” FIA said, comforting herself.

”Damn it, you must be crazy.” Norma stirred the coffee and sipped it. ”If it was me, I would be too excited to sleep and show off with my ring.”

What do you think we're doing FEIA said to herself.

”What...” seeing the worry on her face, Norma probably understood.

”He can't give you that sense of security, can he?” Although it is an interrogative sentence, Norma's tone is full of certainty.

”Not only is it a sense of security, he can't even take care of his own life.” FIA told her about her life for nearly a year.

When she was in love, she could support the family expenses, lend her car to Lindsay, buy him the best paint and take care of his life.

But if it's marriage

FEIA is afraid because she clearly realizes that when the two people are united, the burden and pressure of life will be borne by her.

This is the last thing FIA would like to accept. She needs someone to rely on

Even in the eyes of outsiders, she looks like a ”Iron Lady” who is invulnerable. In her heart, she still has a bit of innocence and expectation.

Norma felt this more than she did.

She was desperate for someone to rely on, otherwise she would not have kept Ike Hilton around for so many years knowing that he had a plan.

”Hi, what are you two talking about? It looks so deep...” the familiar light laughter came, and Eric, who had not seen for a long time, sat down.

”Eric.” They say hello to Eric.

”I'm very sorry, sir, but we don't serve a few people here...” just after Eric dared to sit down, the waiter came to interrupt them.

”How about that?” Eric took out a $20 knife and put it in his pocket.

The waiter was moved to look at the money in his pocket, or shook his head regretfully, ”this is the request of other guests. If you are received, they will not patronize.”

When he heard this, Eric got up and looked around. When he found that everyone was staring at him, he showed his hands helplessly and used to saying, ”OK, we'll leave now.”

”A bunch of damn assholes.” Holding her bag, Norma followed sullently.

Three limousines start and head for Beverly Hills, where Norma has her own home.

Beverly No. 37, which Charlie gave her as an adult gift, was given to her after she went to Hollywood to develop.