Chapter 1290: Chapter 1285: Leave the Rest to Me
Seeing the serious expression on Evander Lancaster’s handsome face, Sophia Hamilton still brushed off the hand he placed on her shoulder, "No, your mom doesn’t agree with us dating. Even if I moved in with you, she wouldn’t agree."
"Sophia!" Evander turned her back to face him by holding her shoulders, his slightly furrowed brows carrying a clear tone of reproach, "Haven’t you understood my intentions? If you want a grand wedding, I can give it to you. Even without relying on my family, I, Evander Lancaster, have the ability.
If what you really want is that little marriage certificate to feel secure, I’m sorry to say, I can’t offer that because my mom has kept the household registration book away, so I can’t provide you that guarantee."
Looking at Evander’s sincere eyes, Sophia hesitated and said, "My mom wouldn’t agree either. She’d scold me to death."
Seeing Sophia’s hesitance, Evander clearly breathed a sigh of relief, locking eyes with her as he said, word by word, "As long as you’re willing, leave the rest to me."
Sophia pressed her lips together, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.
Evander wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, closed his eyes, and let out a satisfied sigh, "Silly girl, as long as we’re determined to be together, no one can separate us."
"But next time, you’re not allowed to let your cousin nibble on your ear," Sophia said, her head held by Evander, forced to rest against his chest, hearing his strong heartbeat, her own heart felt more secure.
"There won’t be a next time," Evander promised.
"I’m not going back tonight. I’ll call Auntie later. This weekend, I’ll come to your place to move your stuff over. From then on, we’ll be husband and wife."
"So stingy!" Sophia complained discontentedly right after Evander finished speaking.
Evander held her shoulders and pushed her slightly away, smiling as he asked, "How am I stingy?"
"You’re not even buying new clothes for your wife?" Sophia grumbled, but it only made Evander laugh. He leaned forward, his handsome face pressing his full forehead against Sophia’s, saying, "I’ll buy whatever you want because I’m your man!"
"Now that’s more like it!" Sophia grinned proudly.
Worried that her mother would force her to go home, Evander ended up calling Juliana Lancaster.
"Auntie, Sophia is staying with me tonight. Just letting you know so you can rest early and not wait up for her."
Evander politely informed Juliana before hanging up the phone, not mentioning his plans; he wanted to go over that weekend and talk face-to-face.
As soon as the call ended, Sophia anxiously asked, "What did my mom say?"
Evander placed his phone on the coffee table, his eyes filled with laughter, "I didn’t give her a chance to speak, worried she wouldn’t agree."
Sophia...
She was about to scold him when she suddenly realized the way Evander had addressed her mom. In the past, he had jokingly called her "our mom" quite a bit, but now, that word slipped out effortlessly, as if he had said it countless times before.
Feeling a little sweet inside, she pretended to wrinkle her nose disapprovingly, "You’re so thick-skinned, she’s my mom, not yours!"
Seeing Sophia’s words contradict her feelings amused Evander. After all, Sophia was younger with less experience, almost like an open map in front of the mature Evander.
Nathaniel Lancaster’s lighthearted smirk had a somewhat mischievous curve. He suddenly leaned his handsome face closer, pulling Sophia’s head so she couldn’t avoid him, and asked with a playful smile, "Not my mom?"
"When... mmm..." Sophia had just started to say a word when her lips were sealed, pinned under Evander on the sofa.
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