Enchanted By His Charm

Joseph gave her two options. One was to be his girlfriend for one year, while the other was to be his wife for the rest of her life. Irish chose the former since they didn't have mutual trust at that time. She would like to stay with him for one year. She was willing to use such a despicable identity to extinguish their passion.

Irish thought that time would pass quickly. It took a year for them to get to know each other to break up.

In fact, she was ready for this day. Their relationship had gone through many hardships, which induced the fluctuation in mood. She just hoped to get through this year peacefully.

However, she was unable to control her emotions, although she was a psychologist and a capable woman in business.

Pain overwhelmed her. Both of them couldn't get rid of torture and suffering. Sometimes Irish was so confused since she couldn't figure out whether people led this world or this world led people to step forward. Her Aunt Mary's call disturbed her heart. Desperate, Irish was in confusion.

They all didn't expect such misfortune to occur to her Uncle Steven. However, at least Mary could seek help and pour out her worries to Irish and Jay. What about Irish? Who can she talk to? It seemed that Joseph was the only person she could seek help from.

Aunt Mary said to her word by word in a shaky voice. She said that the doctor told her there were only a few months of living time left for him, while her Uncle Steven also suspected that he was seriously ill. And Steven said he could not die in peace if he really had a serious disease. He didn't worry about his son, Jay, because he was a real man. The only person he worried about was Irish, who had gone through many hardships since her childhood, so Steven hoped she could get married to Joseph as soon as possible.

Irish's head was buzzing after she heard that, and she couldn't utter even a single word.

Mary finally burst out crying as she finished her words. "Irish, please. Your Uncle Steven is seriously ill. I am so afraid he would leave me alone. Please get married to Joseph as soon as possible. Please fulfill his wish. We are already middle-aged, and the only wish is to see you start a family soon," said Mary with heavy sobs.

"I am going back right now," Irish barely utters a word.

However, Mary told her that she could not change anything if she went back now, but Steven would feel anxious inwardly without saying anything. "Indeed, Steven has talked with me about this many times. He cares about you so much. If you feel that Joseph is the right person, then don't hesitate anymore. There's no difference between getting married early or later. Irish, please."

Mary's words lingered in her mind when Irish was frantically looking for him in the heavy rain. Her Uncle Steven suffered from lung cancer.

When she was finally tired of running and was unable to move, Irish recalled her Aunt Mary's words over and over again. She told Irish that Steven hoped she would get married to Joseph.

It was like an incantation, stimulating her brain until Joseph found her and took her back to the hotel.

Her Aunt Mary's sentence kept lingering in her mind when his wooden fragrance surrounded her. Irish thought for a long time and was finally determined that she had to fulfill her Uncle Steven's wish. But it meant that she had to get married to Joseph.

But it was on the tip of her tongue to say that. When Joseph stepped to her after taking a shower, Irish felt like crying. She was agonizing for her Uncle Steven as well as their fragile relationship. Hesitated, she finally said to him. Irish held his arms, and he lowered his head. She felt that her heart stopped beating and the air was frozen. Joseph didn't expect her to be so bold. He looked at Irish's eyes which were blurred with tears. Her pupil was like black onyx, but she looked helpless and desperate. Joseph was shocked but also felt grieved for her.

It sounded so weird to take the initiative to mention this to Irish, and he was reluctant to mention those unpleasant memories in the past. But Joseph had to admit that when Irish talked this to him, his heart trembled. But then excitement came. It was like a torrent patting the rocks, arousing waves on the calm surface of the sea.

Joseph controlled his emotion, sat down beside Irish, and looked into her eyes. Reaching out, he wiped her tears gently.

"You want to marry me?" asked Joseph in a low voice.

Although he was agitated, he tried to calm down. When she cried in the lane, asking him why he came to her so late, Joseph only held her tight without saying anything, allowing Irish to beat his chest and bite his shoulder. Her tears, as well as the rainwater, wet his shirt. At that moment, Joseph thought that Irish still loved him.

He was so confident from that moment on until he brought her back to the hotel.

Even when Joseph was taking a shower, he kept recalling the scene when Irish cried her eyes at the sight of him. His heart beat so fast because it was clear that his beloved woman was in this room with him. She was not lost.

She sought his help when she was desperate, indicating that Irish always kept him in her heart no matter her purpose. However, Joseph understood her well. Irish was a stubborn woman who was concerned about face-saving. Therefore, even if she needed him, Irish would never take the initiative to tell him that she wanted to marry him.

That was why Joseph had to ask her why.

Wrapped in a quilt, Irish kept silent. Her head lowered. A moment later, she looked up.

"Yes," Irish murmured in a shaky voice. After a small pause, Irish continued, "Uncle Steven's condition took a sharp turn for the worse. I can't let him leave with regret."

Joseph stared at her with his thin lips beaming into a line but said nothing.

"But..." Irish bit her lips as if she had made a great decision. "We could pretend to get married."

Hearing this, Joseph changed his countenance while his eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"Just like you and Ruby," explained Irish.

There was no doubt that Irish loved him very much.