He had expected her to be despondent for a long time after their parting.

Peter, sensing Mark’s emotions, pretended to be taken aback and said, “Isn’t that Miss Fowler? It’s not safe for a girl to stay out so late.

Why don’t we invite her to join us in the car and drive her home?”

Seizing the opportunity, Mark readily agreed.

He patted his trousers, opened the car door and stepped out with a newfound determination.

Standing not far from Cecilia, Mark believed that if she only looked up, she could spot her Uncle Mark amidst the crowd.

Suddenly, an uproar erupted in the square.

“Proposel”

“Propose!

Propose… Propose… Propose!”

a bouquet of roses, knelt down beneath the mesmerizing fireworks that illuminated the

professing his love for

Mark noticed her hand covering her mouth,

the young man’s face, he couldn’t help but feel that

even prepared an opening line, Mark remained rooted in place,

lips as he touched his

In that moment, M

&

some feelings for him, but he had forgotten

the north, and blessed with her

Fowler family

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