She turned to look at Max.

Max was looking at her expectantly.

Amy lowered her eyes and let out a sigh. "Let's get married next year."

Max shook his head with a smile. "You sure know how to procrastinate."

"Marriage is a big deal, and we need to prepare for it," she said, standing up and patting the sand off her butt.

"I have the energy now, let's go."

As she walked ahead, she thought to herself that Max Brother was so smart. If she told him now that she didn't want to get married and wanted to break up because of her illness, Max Brother would definitely suspect her...