Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 163

There was a newfound femininity in Janice. Her gaze was softer and more alluring, exuding a sultry charm that could easily stir a man's heart.

Simon's heart trembled. Unable to stop himself, he reached out to take Janice's hand, but before he could touch her, she gracefully lifted her wine glass.

"This wine is quite good. It must have been expensive, right?"

"It's nothing. Janice, you won't lose out by standing with me. All you need to do is listen to me, and you'll have everything you want," Simon replied, his gaze fixed on her.

As arrogant as ever, he still believed that she loved him the most and could never let him go. Otherwise, why else would she be here having dinner with him?

"Listen to you?" Janice murmured, her voice light with amusement.

"That's right. Janice, are you drunk?" His tone softened, his eyes carrying a calculated warmth.

Her eyes seemed slightly unfocused. "It's not too bad."

Simon had been watching her closely. After a moment, he asked seriously, "Do you still love me?"

She slowly closed her eyes as if trying to suppress the dizzying effects of the alcohol. The intoxication was clearly setting in.

After a long pause, she finally opened her eyes and smiled, her face inches from his. "What do you think?"

Seeing this, Simon's confidence soared. "I think you still love me. After all, we have so many years of history together, right? That means... there are no secrets between us, correct?"

Her speech was slow as she countered, "Is there anything about me that you don't already know?"

me, what's the passcode for your safe at

bit of

do you

heart skipped a beat. "I just want to see if you're truly sincere with me.

private dining room

vacantly, her voice slow and dreamy. "The passcode

Her birthday? Perfect.

laugh. He quickly poured her

last of

her head. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were closed. She looked as if she had

of desire stirred within Simon. This version of her was elegant, radiant, and completely

out to her,

"Hm?"

advantage of the moment, he coaxed her, "Why don't you

to submit to competitions. If I win, you win too. You'll never

opened her eyes, her gaze shimmering. "If I do

regret anything? Assuming she meant marriage,

"Never, Janice. Trust me."

suddenly remembering something. "By the way, push the bank to process the transfer. It's just

at this point, he was

unreadable smile tugging at her lips. The longer she looked at him,

silently marveled at Simon's shamelessness... and

yet? Let's drink some more." Simon uncorked