She didn't think much about it. She had been with Dylan for so many years, but the things that should have already happened had yet to occur. In this era, it seemed unimaginable, but that was the truth.

Dylan had never made a move on her, and she too had been fervently holding onto her chastity.

They had innocently loved each other for all these years.

When Selina arrived at room 302 in the hotel, she knocked on the door, but no one answered.

When she tried to push the door, it responded to her push and swung inwards.

Selina was stunned by what she saw.

The hotel room had been specially decorated, with rose petals covering the whole floor, and transparent balloons filled the room.

On the pure white bed, the rose petals were arranged to form a few big words.

"Marry me, Selina."

Everything was so romantic and perfect.

Selina covered her mouth with excitement.

For the past few years, Dylan had stopped doing such things for her. In fact, on the day he suggested that they marry, he had just thrown it into the middle of a normal conversation all of a sudden. However, this time, to think that he had spent so much time and effort to decorate...

Right that moment, Dylan walked in.

A look of surprise flashed across Dylan's eyes when he saw the scene in front of him.

Nonetheless, the surprised look on his face soon faded away, and he felt extremely disgusted.

He knew who had arranged all of this.

Reid.

Dylan suppressed the extreme revulsion in his heart.

Traces of pain and guilt flashed through his eyes as he looked at Selina's back view.

For the sake of Missha, he would have to hurt her yet again.

This girl, who loved him so much.

"Selina," Dylan said.

coldness and guilt in his

Selina turned her head.

eyes were filled

it had been slashed open by a

been to all kinds of grand occasions. Yet here she was, overjoyed at the mere sight of the barely decorated

love for him

could barely string a coherent sentence together. "Dylan, I really didn't expect you to put in so much effort to decorate, since I know it's not your style. I'm

the

expression was incredibly

simply too painful to see how happy

he incidentally realized that there was a camera hidden in the

as his hands clenched into fists, veins pulsing, seemingly on the

had installed

the violent urge

the camera.

Missha's face flashed across his mind. Missha's face as she seemed like she was about to go mad, as well as

stimulate her too much. Otherwise, the tumor would likely worsen, and it could even turn

the next second, he had knelt on one

was shocked

marry me,"

lowered his head and did not dare to look into her eyes. His voice

who was consumed by her excitement,

that Dylan had proposed to

the last. He had specially decorated the scene of the proposal and even knelt down on one knee for her. Selina felt like she was about

"Keep your pride. You don't have to kneel. I will marry

that her words

asked, so you really didn't have to do that." Although Selina had put it like that, her tone was nonetheless

Dylan's face turned paler.

glanced at

was like Reid's eyes, constantly monitoring him

his mouth with great difficulty, almost exhausting all of his energy with every word he uttered. "Let's get married in two days. I've already decorated the

breathing suddenly

"I am. I'm willing

herself into Dylan's

his arms, his

suddenly spoke, and her face turned red. "We still have to wait until the

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