Chapter 1820: Will You Marry Me?

In the yard filled with the fragrance of roses, Algerone stood with hands behind his back, dressed in a suit. He held a small square box in his palm, unable to contain his excitement, and looked at the car with a smile on his face.

At this moment, he felt somewhat similar to his younger self entering the realm of marriage for the first ime-anticipating, nervous, and a little unsure.

The people around him were also happy for him, each wearing a joyful smile.

"Mom, they're here,” Tom Fritz said in a gentle voice. He felt that it was meaningful to witness such a special proposal.

Jane, wearing a cheongsam, bent slightly, holding a rose in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other, as she looked up at the car. Memories flooded into her mind like a tide, and she smiled as she said, "More than twenty years ago, it was me standing in the yard with Belinda, waiting. Algerone was late because of something."

"On such an important day, being late, was Belinda angry?"

"Guess."

Even if she didn't say it out loud, she must have

she wrapped the roses in her hand, she said, "Yes, Belinda, with her temper, didn't say much at the time. She greeted everyone with a smile and completed all the wedding

everyone would consider that behavior a bit childish. Under

whiff of the fragrance of roses. She looked intently into the yard and saw vast patches of Damascus roses and bourbon roses intertwined, blooming in competition with each

the flowers changed from deep to light, each cluster more

more and

to slow down, and Belinda suddenly realized that this

or eight noble varieties were in full bloom. She was surprised and felt a sense of awe. As the car slowed down but hadn't come to a stop yet, Monica linked her arm with Belinda's. With a look of happiness, she glanced at Belinda's profile and saw her astonishment and joy, as

Belinda saw a man

a fleeting moment

Elegant and handsome.

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