ught.
This was the third time that Mr. Burke had asked Mr. Jonah to marry Beda, but Beda still refused the rich man. She was so afraid of missing out that Beda would never have the chance to marry a single man as rich as Mr. Burke.
"My God, please have pity on this old and feeble old woman, and help me to counsel this foolish and ignorant maiden,"
Mrs. Jonah said, making Beda restless. "Mother, not everyone will like Mr. Burke, and if the other girls like him, let the other girls marry her."
Beda closed the book in her hand, ignored Mrs. Jonah''s cry, and left the tiresome house to the busy market, walking aimlessly.
She did not want to hear what they had told her a thousand times about marrying Mr. Burke, as if she had committed a terrible crime by not marrying him.
She could not understand why everyone had asked her to marry Mr. Burke. Had she been born into this world only to be someone else''s wife?
"Beautiful lady, why are you sad?"
A gentleman in a suit stopped Beda''s way and tried to comfort Beda to get a chance to talk to Miss Beautiful.
"No Sir, I''m just blowing sand in my eyes." Beda frowned, feeling the frivolity of the person in front of her. But the other person is obviously not going to give up.
"Oh, miss, I''m sorry, but do I have a chance to learn the lady''s name?"
In front of the people chattering non-stop, just as Beda was deeply troubled, Mr. Burke appeared to interrupt the man''s words.
"Mr. Jersey, I think you''re talking to the wrong person. This is my fiancee."”
“……”
“I''m sorry, Miss Beda, but despite the brilliance of your novel, you know, you''re a woman. We can''t publish a woman''s novel ”
Cold winter is the mood of Beda at the moment, numb put away the letter in his hand, this is the eighth publishing house.
Beda tightened her cloak and went out of the post office against the cold wind. She tried to control h