Chapter 303

“I'll keep that in mind," Brandon replied, still deadpan as ever.

I snorted, half in amusement and half in annoyance. I'm starting to understand why you were single for the better part of your life. You have such a... dry personality."

"A dry personality? You think so, too?" Brandon asked softly.

I figured his intelligence failed him when it came to love. I gave an exasperated laugh. "What I'm saying is, you're so straight-laced that you don't really know how to talk to a woman, much less cajole her." He paused, then said, "To my understanding, cajoling implies a certain degree of manipulation."

Another straight-laced, albeit unique, answer that left me speechless. Before I could explain, he asked, "Is that what you want from me? Cajoling?"

All women liked it when men indulged in their whims and cajoled them when necessary, but it had to be done out of love. Chris, for one, had done it out of manipulation.

"No, just stick to your methods," I said, burrowing into his embrace. "Your quirks are endearing."

"Would you say yes if I proposed?" Brandon asked, suddenly steering the topic back to my accusation earlier.

considered it, and I was so stunned by his sudden question that I blurted instinctively, "I wouldn't know, seeing as you haven't

wrist and gently tugged my hand out from under the covers. He gently toyed with my fingers as

"Is this your idea

and no," he replied. His vague answer made me

expected to be proposed to like this. I always thought Chris would be the one to

propose to me there, but I never went. The set-up was later photographed and put up on the internet. The netizens brushed it off as an amusement park event, but I

I'm really gullible if you believe you could win

ring or flowers ready. Where's the grand, romantic gesture-"I was cut off when Brandon lifted my hand, and my gaze fell on the fingers

adorned my slender ring finger. My eyes darted to Brandon in alarm, then back at the ring on my finger. I swore he did not just slip that ring on, which meant... "I put it on last night. I

not fair for you to pull something like that while I was

ask you now." His

Straight-laced, sweet-talking blockhead.

yes immediately, I might look desperate. As such, I

or something?" Brandon was silent for a few seconds. He then said, "Yes. The ring was my mother's. She told me to save it for the woman I'd

crashed over me as I said, "I'm sorry. I

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