Married to my nemesis-Chapter 121: Let’s elope

"You know what, let’s elope," Enim said as she placed her hands on Phoebe’s cheek and then Phoebe finally let her chuckle come out.

Enim felt happy to see her happy mood, she finally let it out and that was what she wanted.

"So, are you going to elope with me or not?"

"Where are you planning on going to if we elope."

"I don’t know, probably... What about our special place?"

"You mean my special place?"

"That’s what I’m saying, let’s elope to that place, at least, where your heart is my heart is also there."

" You’re really funny, " Phoebe giggled as she nudged Enim with her fist.

" C’mon, go change now, " she said and then Phoebe stood up getting changed.

She had her bath for twenty minutes and the next minute, she was outside with her robe worn and then she scrolled through the collection of clothes in her before hand wardrobe.

" What about this one? " Enim pointed, taking a white crop top with flaky long sleeve and then she brought out crazy jeans.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, you’ve made your old self gone so much, I know the old can be in the past but there are time when is the joyful habit of yours you have to take it up once again. I want you to be the Phoebe who was of before not the Phoebe who’s trying to be Prudence. You’re not me, you’re yourself, so common."

Phoebe stared at the dress for a while and after consideration, she took it.

Okay, she got her body creamed and then she dried her hair and then she got changed into her cloth and wore white sneakers.

"And this is who is my sister," Enim said as she took a photo of Phoebe on her phone.

"How do I look on camera?"

"I thought you’ll never ask but trust me, because is long you’ve being on social media doesn’t mean that you’ve grown fatter, I think business made you become slimmer."

Enim jester as Phoebe chuckled.

"Okay let’s go and escape now," Enim stretched her hand as Phoebe walked towards her and then she remembered to take something else.

"Wait please," she said as Enim took a stop turning to her she had a frown.

"What happened?"

Phoebe walked towards a drawer placing earrings on, and then she walked to another drawer, taking her chain handle white mini bag.

For sure her sister was back to herself.

"Now we can elope my dear lover."

Phoebe said with a cunning smile as she winked.

Enim couldn’t help but chuckle as she entangled her arm around Phoebe’s.

"Where are you girls going to?" Laurence took notice of the girls as she raised her glasses to take a look at them when they came out of the elevator.

Her eyes examined Phoebe’s appearance seeing a cheerful side of her, actually she looked much better than before.

"Mother, we’ll be going out."

"From the smile on your face, don’t tell me you’re going to a club."

"I wouldn’t mom, is a secret," Phoebe said with a mischievous smile and then Laurence gave a sharp turn to Enim.

"Don’t worry, I’m there with her, I wouldn’t let her do anything stupid," Enim assured Laurence.

" Okay, if you say but be back on time, " she said as she placed her glasses back to read the novel.

" Mum, where we’re going we don’t need adults to tell us what we’re supposed to do, we’re free, " Phoebe said in a cheerful voice as they walked the route to the garage.

Laurence raised her hand as she shook her head seeing Phoebe raised her hand with her bag and speak in a cheerful voice as she hastened her walk not to meet her gaze.

Though she couldn’t believe her, she was glad Phoebe was back to her normal self.

Enim and Phoebe decided to take another car, they decided to take a blue convertible car, Enim drove the car and Phoebe, at the passenger’s seat, she enjoyed herself letting the breeze make her loose.

A smile on her face as she was flushed as her flaunt to the breeze and her face as new and fresh as the evening setting.

"I think you should put this on," Enim said as got shades for her.

" Thank you, " Phoebe placed it on with a smile on her face, she turned to Enim waiting for a response.

" How do I look? " Enim glimpsed at her and then she gestured her hand in an okay sign.

Enim placed some jazz as the two continued their former position.

First of all, the two went to the bar area at the ranch, requesting for two shots of vodka, it was placed on the table at the same time.

Enim was about to take hers but Phoebe placed a hand on her before she could gulp hers.

" Wait, let’s take it together, one, two, three, " they took a shot and expressing their faces to the sweet and bitter taste as they squinched their faces.

" How was it? " Phoebe questioned Enim as Phoebe gave a thumbs up.

" Just at the right amount, do you want to try it again? "

" Of course I want to, " they continued till they were a bit stupor.

"I think we should stop now, because we’re definitely drunk," Enim said in a drunken state as she waved her hand for time out but Phoebe couldn’t help but chuckle.

"What are you saying? I’m not drunk, you’re the one who’s drunk," Phoebe pointed at her finger at her with a chuckle and then she pointed at herself.

"I know that I’m not drunk, besides, I’m planning on making a big lift."

Enim turned to her having her lips in a thin line and her eyes widened trying her best to see Phoebe.

"What are you saying? What kind of big lift are you talking about? Do you plan on taking a chariot to heaven, we could call you the second Elijah."

"Haha, very funny, my kind of lift isn’t just any ordinary, is a special kind of one." She said with a mischievous smile.