When I heard that, apprehension assailed me — I felt as though I was the person being interviewed. As I was afraid of hearing something I wouldn’t be able to accept, my heart hammered wildly. Throughout it all, I held my breath in fear that I might mishear a single word.

 

With a hand propped under his chin, Christopher lounged on the sofa languidly. It was a simple posture, yet he emanated regality, making many of the women standing below the screen shriek in excitement. A few brazen women even started whistling, commending his good looks.

 

about the engagement date. I’ll be taking legal action against the media channels that used groundless gossip to attract readers or viewers to protect my rights. Monica and I are good friends who grew up together. Our relationship is as close as siblings, and there are no romantic entanglements between us

and piercing. Stricken by terror, the reporter stammered, “Um… Then, what did it mean when you sent Ms. Martin roses

her, for she would complain to my mother, saying I bullied her. Honestly speaking, my mother loves her like a goddaughter, so I’m also happy

Christopher took a sip of tea. As he dragged his finger along the porcelain cup, the smile on his face widened. “She’s very popular in Avenport, so please don’t impede her from finding her own happiness with false reporting.

case, what’s your requirement for an ideal partner, Mr. Lane? Would

when she bumbles about. I like someone who’ll act coquettish with me and love eating my cooking. Even if it’s half-cooked, she’ll still eat it without any change in expression. Most importantly, she’ll

 

wife will certainly be the happiest woman

chest. I couldn’t control the smile blossoming on my face. As I placed my hand against my heart and sensed my heartbeat, my lips split into

He didn’t use worthless words for trifling explanations to comfort me. Instead, he employed such a method to confess his abiding love for

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