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At President Astington’s official residence, Sean Spenser sat in the spacious and luxurious living room, tense as he faced his parents, Jayson Spenser and Emily Stearn. He didn’t like the reason they summoned him here today.
"My son," Emily Stearn softly called. "You understand why we called you here, right?"
"Yes, Mother. I understand," Sean faintly responded, silently sighing deeply, knowing his parents wanted to discuss his marriage again.
Sean despised it when his parents brought up the topic of his marriage. But he couldn’t stop them now because of his promise.
"Sean, I heard from Amanda that you liked a girl. But, a few days ago, when I asked her again, your aunt said you no longer see the girl. What happened? Did she reject you?" Emily asked innocently.
When Sean heard his mother’s question, it felt like a hundred nails stabbed his heart. His wounded heart hurt again, rembering his dashed hopes for Bella.
"Mother," Sean said, "Please, don’t listen to Auntie..." His calm shattered as his expression slowly turned sour.
Not noticing Sean’s annoyed expression, Emily continued asking, "Was the girl your aunt knows the sa girl you promised to bring ho to et us?"
Emily Stearn rembered her son had promised to introduce them to a girl but had never done so. Sean might not appear before them if they didn’t call him now until the year changed.
Sean said nothing but let out a deep sigh. He could feel his anger flashing through his eyes as he rembered the girl he loved who couldn’t be his. He lowered his gaze and looked at his hand on his lap, avoiding eye contact with his parents.
However, not long after, Jayson Spencer’s deep voice echoed, "Sean..." His eyes stared intensely at his son. "Don’t put that expression before your mother," he said calmly, but Sean felt like his father was slapping him right in the face.
Hurriedly, he adjusted his expression and cald his raging heart. "I’m sorry, Mom. I just struggle to control my emotions," Sean said while smiling at her.
Emily Stearn smiled lovingly at her son before turning to see her husband. She said, "Jayson, don’t scold Sean. Our son might be stressed because we pressured him to find his future wife."
"Oh, Emily, he’s becoming stubborn because you pamper him. He’s no longer young; he’s thirty-one now..." Jayson said before turning his eyes to Sean. His gaze slowly turned cold, putting even more pressure on Sean.
Emily couldn’t refute her husband. She could only sigh while looking sadly at Sean.
"You’re the one who made a promise, Sean." Jayson Spencer’s voice sounded stiff, no longer as soft and gentle as before. "You asked for ti until you were thirty to bring your girl to us, but as of today, you are already thirty-one; we still haven’t heard anything from you. I hope you still rember your promise, my son!"
"I still rember, Father," Sean answered. "But finding a woman to marry is not easy; it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"I agree. That’s why we didn’t pressure you until you were in your thirties. But how long will you stay single? Even your cousin Rose already has three children now. I’m so jealous of my little brother, Nicholas. He already has a grandchild," Jayson expressed his concern.
Sean couldn’t help but vent his frustration inwardly to Rose and Evan. They married way too young, and they also have many kids now. From the looks of it, he needs to visit them to ask them to stop showing off their happy family before his parents. Damn it, you two!
Jayson took a deep breath when he saw that Sean had not said anything, even though he looked like he had a lot to say in his mind. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped when Emily held his arm.
He turned to look at Emily, only to see her shake her head as if asking him not to pressure Sean. He smiled at her and pressed his lips, deciding to let her handle their only son.
"Thank you, my love," Emily whispered to Jayson before she turned to look at Sean.
"Son, as you promised, if you don’t have a girlfriend by the ti you turn thirty-one, you’ll allow us to arrange a marriage for you. You do rember that, right?"
"Mom, Dad, how could I find a girlfriend right now? You both know I don’t have any free ti outside of my military duties. I just returned from my mission, so I don’t have ti for that," Sean said, looking at them helplessly. He silently prayed that they wouldn’t arrange a marriage for him.
He really detested the idea of starting a relationship with soone he didn’t like, only to be forcefully married to her. He would rather stay single or choose a partner for himself.
’Choose a partner for ...’ Suddenly, sothing flashed through his mind.
"I’m not in a rush. Just consider if you’re trying to move on. Or, if your parents force you to marry the girl they choose, please consider too. I’m the woman who likes you, and you already know that—" Harper’s voice rang in his mind, awakening his confusion to answer his mother’s question.
Slowly, a warm feeling spread in Sean’s heart as he realized he still had a way to avoid an arranged marriage.
However, before Sean could say anything, Jayson Spencer spoke again, "Sean, that’s why your uncle transferred you to the capital. You no longer need to do secret missions in the field so that you have a chance to find your life partner."
Jayson Spencer no longer sounded pushy. He didn’t really want to pressure Sean, but his age made him worry.
"Please give ti. I promise I will bring her to et you." Sean no longer cared about his wounded heart. He had to move on now, or he would be forced into an arranged marriage and likely marry soone he didn’t know.
Emily Stearn’s eyes lit up slowly as she heard Sean’s words.
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Author notes:
If you want to read about Rose and Evan, you can read my book with the title (Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny)
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