Chapter 87 Only Wanna Marry You

• Shirley's eyes reddened. She bit her lips, and tears welled up in her eyes, making her out to be oh-so pitiful. She took a step forward and poured her heart out. "Jordan, you left the banquet early last night, and you didn't even take me with you. Mr. Baron sent me home in the end. Do you know how bad he was? He kept leering at me and wouldn't even let me go. If I hadn't fought back, he would have taken me to a hotel."
• Jordan finally looked at her. "Why did you fight back?"
• Huh? Shirley couldn't believe he would ask that. Isn't that normal? What kind of question is that? But since you asked, I will answer. She blinked, and tears fell down her cheeks. "Jordan, I am no slut. What happened five years ago was an accident. I resent myself for sleeping with you before we got married, but what can I do? You were drunk, and I was too weak to push you away. I couldn't break free no matter what I did. If I could do it all over again, I would never have walked into the wrong room."