The Wrong Woman

Candice dashed downstairs, positioning herself at the corner of the staircase, and called out to Elio's departing form, "Elio, let's get married!"

Her voice rang out clearly through the house.

The once lively living room fell silent in an instant as if struck by a bombshell. All eyes turned to Candice; shocked expressions etched on everyone's faces.

The entire household stood frozen in stunned silence.

Elio's body froze in place, trembling. Initially, he thought he misheard, but the collective astonishment confirmed the reality of Candice's words. His heart raced uncontrollably.

Turning to face Candice, Elio found her smiling sweetly, her eyes sparkling with joy, radiating a carefree demeanor as if she were a carefree child who could ignore everything as long as Elio liked her and wanted to marry her. She could bravely approach him.

Candice repeated, "Elio, let's get married."

Tears welled up in Elio's eyes. He mustered a light smile and nodded in agreement, declaring, "Yes."

in the living room

rose to his feet. "I object. What does it mean for my uncle to marry

him back onto the couch. "Mind your own business. Their affairs are none of your concern," he scolded him

at her. "Candice, are you joking with Uncle Elio? Your relationship seems distant and cold. How did this sudden decision come about? Weren't you supposed to marry

an arm around his neck and

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a conversation with Candice. She tends to be a bit headstrong

cheerful farewell, Elio nodded and stole one last glance at Candice

Jasper grabbed Elio's

what's going on between you and Candice? You've both been silent all this time and suddenly you're talking about marriage. The news has caught everyone

from now on, keep an eye on Candice for me Speak highly of