Chapter 263 - Perhaps... (1/2)

Emerson looked at the man with amus.e.m.e.nt, ”Married? I'm not married. Where did you hear that from?”

Danson raised his eyebrows with interest, ”Marissa told me...”

Danson glanced at Marissa but realized she wasn't paying attention; her mind seemed to be elsewhere.

With a slight nudge, he asked, ”Did you hear that? He said he's not married.”

Marissa snapped out of her daze and looked at Emerson with surprise, ”You're not married to Haili? Anna said she saw her in a wedding dress last night and she was with your family...”

”You've made a mistake,” Emerson laughed, ”Haili married my brother...”

”Your brother?!” Marissa asked in surprise. This was all very confusing. Emerson's brother suddenly turned up in Macau one day with a beautiful French woman, claiming that she was his girlfriend. How did he end up marrying Haili Feng instead?

At this time, Danson smirked and said suggestively, ”I guess last night really was a mistake...”

Marissa looked at Danson. On the surface, he seemed to be commenting on the wedding, but deep down, she knew there was a deeper meaning to his words.

Obviously...he wasn't referring to Emerson and Haili, but to him and her.

For some reason, these words made her heart hurt a little.

”I guess you still have a chance. I won't be a third wheel,” Danson whispered beside Marissa's ear. He then stood up and began to walk away, ”I'm going to go grab a coffee. You two chat.”

Marissa watched as Danson disappeared around the corner as though nothing had happened between them the night before. ”I still can't believe he's your stepson,” Emerson said after Danson was gone.

Marissa continued to stare at the direction that Danson left without responding to Emerson. She felt troubled and frustrated by Danson's response. All of a sudden, she stood up and said, ”I need to get a coffee too.” She then started chasing after Danson.

Emerson watched the woman with confusion. In 15 years, this was the first time Marissa had completely ignored him when he was talking to her. Did something happen?

Meanwhile, Marissa turned the corner, caught up to Danson and grabbed his arm, ”I told you...I didn't sleep with you last night because of Emerson.”

Danson smirked and brushed the woman's hand away, ”That doesn't change the fact that it was a mistake. Just like 10 years ago...”

Marissa was caught off guard by this comment. He was repeating what she had said that morning. But, she had said that out of anger, she didn't mean it.

”I didn't...” Marissa wanted to explain herself, but she didn't know what to say. If it wasn't a mistake, did that mean it was right? Did she actually enjoy it? Was she allowed to enjoy it? Did that mean she had feelings for Danson? That couldn't be...What about Emerson?

A million questions ran through Marissa's mind.