~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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From being shocked, it turned to annoyance as I glared at him.
"Were you following me?" I demanded.
"I got curious when I saw you sneaking out the back and couldn't help it," he truthfully said and I scoffed as I looked around and placed my hands on either side of my waist.
I still held onto my packaged cupcake in a little box which was placed in a paper bag.
"So what now? Did that slap not do you good?" I taunted and he chuckled and rubbed his chin while looking at me.
"Do you wish to remarry?" He asked.
"Why? Do you want to marry me?" I bluntly asked back because I could somewhat read into his reason for asking.
At my bluntness, he grinned and shook his head in amusement before putting both hands in his slacks pockets just to look nonchalant and irresistible but I was repulsed.
If only he knew how much I knew about men all thanks to Peter.
I owe it to him.
"If I said yes, would you agree to it?" He asked.
