The fortune-teller thought of a solution. "To break your streak of bad luck is simple." he explained. "Just pick a good day to get married."
Marriage?
Megan was stunned, then she came to a realization. She blushed.
The fortune-teller continued "I just realized that this man next to you has the water element in him. You two are a match! You both are a couple, I assume?"
Megan blushed as she nodded.
The fortune-teller laughed, slapping his thigh. He pretended to calculate with his fingers and exclaimed "That's perfect! In the next six months, there will be two good days to have a wedding ceremony. Congratulations to the newlywed coupl in advance!"
At that, the fortune-teller let out a sigh of relief under his breath. He completed his mission.
Kent smiled widely. He took the oppurtunity to fish out a box from his pocket and knelt on one knee. "Megan, marry me." He opened the box to reveal a diamond ring. It sparkled under the lanterns.
The crowd exclaimed in admiration. How romantic it was to propose to someone on such a festive day like the Mid-Autumn Festival!
Megan bit her lip. She was touched yet shy. She and Kent had a marriage contract in hand. Their marriage was bound to happen in a matter of time, but she did not expect it to happen so suddenly. She was not ready yet.
However, according to the fortune-teller, she had to get married to break her bad luck streak.
Kent reassured her while he was still down on one knee. "Meg, don't worry. I will treat you well for the rest of my life."
Kent was nervous. This fortune-teller was actually a staff member from his company. He made him set up a stall here just for this moment. Kent strongly believed that Megan would agree to his proposal since there was a crowd watching.
Megan was about to respond after seeing how sincere Kent was, but she saw someone walking her was. It was Darryl.
"Kent, get up first." Megan replied, running toward Darryl. He had not giver her the Godly pill she requested the last time they met.
At the same time, Kent sneered "My, isn't this the live-in son-in -law? Come here, you rarely get to meet a great fortune-teller. His predictions are highly accurate, so let him give you a reading!"
Kent emphasized the words 'live-in son-in-law', winking discreetly at the fortune-teller. He was previously notified about a live-in son-in-law that was too close to Megan. It seemed like he was here in person, so he had to put on his best performance.
Live-in son-in-law? The crowd snickered.
Megan smiled as she walked toward Darryl "My good brother." she called "What a coincidence! About the Godly pill you promised me, do you have it?"
Megan wanted to call him 'my good younger brother', but she changed her tone at the thought of the Godly Pill.
"Megan, why did you call him that?" Kent asked anxiously.
Bloody hell, how could his fiancé call another man that?
Megan ignored him, completely focused on Darryl.
Darryl started tearing up from laughing. Megan was a police officer, how could she believe in fortune-telling?
He smiled at Megan while trying to suppress his laughter and said "I didn't know that you believe in these sort of things."
Fortune-telling was iffy business. Some fortune-tellers had extremely accurate predictions, but most of them - specially from stalls like these - were scammers.
"Darryl, this master's reading is accurate." she muttered. "Why not let him try it out on you?"
If he could guess her surname and her occupation he must surely be a master!
