Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

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

and gently tugged my hand out from under the covers. He gently toyed with my fingers as he murmured, "Mae, will

this your

vague answer

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

think of how Chris had invited me to the amusement park not too long ago. He had wanted 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

I'm really gullible if you believe you could win

a 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 he had been

ring on my finger. I swore he did not just slip that ring

Brandon! It's not fair for you to pull something like that while I

His thumb grazed the ring on my finger.

Straight-laced, sweet-talking blockhead.

might look desperate. As such, I grimaced at the ring he

to me with this old thing? Did you dig it out from your family's antique collection or something?" Brandon was silent for a few seconds. He then said, "Yes. The ring was my mother's. She

froze. Guilt crashed over me as I said, "I'm sorry. I was joking.