Would You Be My Wife?

“Let’s go, darling. We’re heading home,” Scott said, taking Luisa's hand and guiding her out, flashing a triumphant smile at Bobby and Jerry.

Bobby and Jerry glared at Scott with hatred, their faces turning red.

Scott ignored their reactions and continued guiding Luisa until they reached the elevator.

They were alone now in the elevator that moved downward. Moments of silence passed before Luisa asked, "Scott, about what you said earlier... that I’m your wife..."

"I just said that to make them stop badgering you. You don't like that?" Scott looked at Luisa carefully and asked.

Luisa immediately turned her face away, shaking her head. Her cheeks were flushed.

"No. It's not like that," she said. "It's just... a bit shocking for me. " Luisa explained.

Scott smiled softly, gazing at Luisa gently, and said, "Then would you be my wife, Luisa?"

Luisa choked, though she wasn’t drinking or eating anything. She turned to Scott, looking bewildered.

"You’re asking me... to be your