Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 935: Brandon’s Big Moment Finally Happened

Brandon couldn't believe it, his face filled with a look of hurt.

"Impossible. The way you looked at me yesterday-I could tell what you were thinking. If you don't want to marry me, I won't bring it up again. We'll stay like this, and I won't hope for more..." "I never said I didn't want to get married!"

The air froze.

Brandon grabbed her, holding her in place as he stared deeply into Angela's eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously. "Angela, you... you're agreeing?"

Angela squirmed under the intensity of his gaze, her cheeks flushing red. "I've been thinking about it these past few days. You keep following me around, asking nonstop-how am I supposed to think straight?" "It's my fault, my fault. I was too impatient," Brandon admitted, taking all the blame. He hadn't given her the space to think things through.

Angela's heart softened, but a trace of hesitation lingered in her eyes. She bit her lip. "Brandon, do you really not care about who I am or that I'm... that man's daughter?"

Brandon's heart broke at her words.

His Angela was the purest, kindest person in the world. If he could, he would shield her from ever knowing the truth about her parentage. That man didn't deserve to share a blood tie with her. Looking at his beloved, he spoke with unwavering conviction, each word meant to dispel the insecurities hiding in her heart.

"Angela, you are you. You're the person I will never let go of in this lifetime. Don't let anyone else define you. You're part of the Brookes family, and the Brookes family will always be your home and your support." Angela's lips parted, and she croaked out a single word: "Brandon..."

Brandon's heart ached seeing her like this. He pulled her into his arms, unsure how to comfort her, growing frantic. "Angela, please don't cry. When you cry, I don't know what to do. If it'll help, you can hit me!" Angela burst out laughing. Rising on tiptoe so they were eye to eye, she reached out and gently touched his face. Her tone was soft yet commanding. "Brandon, I'm not crying. I'm happy." Brandon froze.

When had Angela ever been this forward with him?

Seeing his stunned expression, Angela's resolve strengthened. She leaned closer and asked, "Brandon, do you want to kiss me?"

instantly turning red all the way down to the base of his neck. His mouth went dry, and all he could focus on were Angela's lips, so close to his own. He answered honestly, "I

too,

swallowed hard, holding her tightly in his arms as

stop him. "Wait. Let's make something clear first. I'll marry you, but not right

agreed-what was time compared

they kiss

the way, were you

and quickly shook his head. "I'm fine. I was just thinking

the hall. "Tina said you'd gone crazy, so I came to

Brandon, "..."

niece couldn't resist mocking him,

around his neck, her tone carrying a hint of warning. "Brandon, when

Tina on either side of him. Even Isaac, the

grab a seat near the front, basking in the rare chance to show off. He

When he looked up again, he saw his younger

big of a deal. If you don't close your mouth soon,

turned his head with a disdainful snort. "I'm happy.

the blink of an eye, his expression softened as he turned to Angela, piling food onto her plate. "Angela, try this. And this. You're too skinny-you need

bothered

the corner. As his big brother, shouldn't you start preparing a proper gift? Don't embarrass yourself

Brandon and sneered. "Him? I'd bet the gift will rot in storage before he manages to win

him. Brandon's different now-he's

"Exactly! After hearing what Brandon said to Angela earlier, even I was moved. Honestly, why not just hold