Chapter 162 Marry Me

Once he finished tending to her wounds, Theo took out a pair of brand-new cotton slippers and gently placed them on Sierra's feet.

One side of the slipper had a plush star, and the other a soft, fuzzy moon.

Sierra's eyes lit up as she looked at them. "Uncle Theo, these slippers are so cute."

Her eyes sparkled like a crescent moon, catching the soft glow of the night. Theo watched her quietly, a faint, nearly imperceptible smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"I saw them and immediately thought of you."

His voice carried through the night, imbued with the crisp chill of late autumn-low and husky, as if it could settle deep into one's soul.

A ripple of emotion stirred in Sierra's chest, breaking the calm. "Thank you," she whispered.

"In the future, don't force yourself to wear shoes that don't fit."

she could respond,

her expression earnest. "Uncle Theo,

look

him about Benson forcing

to trouble

trouble me, or were you afraid I'd propose to you in public instead?" Theo leaned in, his dark, unwavering gaze fixed

grew uneasy. She

rather marry Benson than me? Guess I wasted my time

in her ears, carrying a trace of mocking amusement. Sierra immediately shook her head, eager to clarify, "No, that's not it! I only

me?" he asked

lifted her gaze to meet his eyes, the depth of his stare making her

get married," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath as

news and arrived in time today, you would already be engaged to Benson. But

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