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q“What?” Francesca still did not understand what he meant. “Do you have nothing else to ask me?”

“No.” Danrique shook his head. “All right, let's eat then.”

“Wait!” Francesca hurriedly stopped him. “Didn't you say that you have something to tell me just now?”

“What I wanted to say was...” Danrique held her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Let's get married!”

Francesca froze and blurted out, “What? When?”

“As soon as possible,” Danrique muttered as he brushed his thumb across her lips. “I want to marry you. What about you? Do you want to marry me?”

“Of course,” came her instant reply.

A pleased smile grew on Danrique's lips. Then, he held the back of her head and kissed her passionately.

Francesca, who was sitting on his lap, cupped his face and enthusiastically responded to his kiss.

fiery kissing, someone knocked on the door again. “Sir, Mr.

As he wiped the stain on her lips, he gently told her, “Dig

obediently before

to plead with him about William's matter. He had yet to tell her

He always ends up taking control of the situation and making me forget about important matters. Well,

eaten for the entire day. Upon seeing the delectable

Monica. Hastily, she picked

in the middle

“No, I'm just eating.”

see. Is it convenient for you to have a

he's in the study,” Francesca said, knowing what Monica wanted to ask.

tried to contact His Highness again, but I still can't reach him. Robin isn't picking up my calls either. I've asked my colleagues to look into the matter, and I think the king's

Francesca whispered in regret. She had lost her appetite thinking about what happened to

Can you please ask for his help?” Monica pleaded anxiously. “It'll be easy for Mr. Lindberg to rescue His Highness, and it won't

“Calm down. I'll make the arrangements, so just be at ease and make sure

wait for your good news. Please feel free