chapter 199 About getting married

In the night, Penelope and I swapped roles. I ate her tiramisu while she played the guitar and sang Tanya Tanya's Red High Heels for me.

After singing, Penelope put the guitar on the grass next to her. I held up her hand, looked at it, and asked, "Why don't you do your manicure now?"

"If you do it, you won't be able to play the guitar." After a short pause, Penelope said to me, "Maxwell, I want to give you a guitar. You can't live without it."

"You are wrong. I am...