Chapter 142 Will You Marry Me?
Chapter 142 Will You Marry Me?
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The moon was high, and stars barely scattered across the night sky. Way out on the horizon, thest bit of sunset still glowed–deep blue fading into gold, giving the city a soft, dreamy look.
Music yed low in the car. Dawn sat in the passenger seat, twisting the ring on her finger while staring out the window, lost in her own head.
Everything felt unreal.
In just two months, she was actually going to be married.
She wasn’t sure if this was the right move or a disaster waiting to happen. Still, she knew one thing, if she didn’t make her own choice, Austin would end up picking a “perfect match” for her–someone good for her image, and even better for thepany.
So what’s <i>the </i><i>real </i><i>difference</i>?
<i>There </i>isn’t <i>one</i>.
Might as well take her own chances. No matter what, at least she’d be moving forward.
From the driver’s side, Ethan kept sneaking looks at her. In the dim light, her face looked almost sculpted, with soft lines and a few loose strands of hair blowing across her forehead.
The light flipped green.
He jerked his eyes back to the road, expression impossible to read.
They pulled up to the house not long after. Dawn unbuckled, about to get out, when his voice stopped her. “Wait a <i>sec</i>.”
“Huh?” She turned, confused, thinking she’d left something in the car. “What is it?”
Ethan leaned in, all sharp posture and steady confidence, his dark eyes locked on hers. “Ms. Porter, you must’ve spent forever nning tonight’s proposal. So, what’d you think of my reaction?”
His voice was low and smooth, almost like a singer’s whisper.
Dawn froze, afraid the moment would break if she moved.
She dropped her gaze, trying to avoid his eyes, only to end up staring at the open cor of his
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shirt–at the hint of corbone and muscle showing underneath. <i>Yeah</i><i>, </i><i>unfairly </i><i>perfect</i>.
“I’m happy with it.”
He looked every inch like a model.
Ethan’s tone stayed calm. “So, nothing else you want to say?”
“It’s so whi–wait, no.” She caught herself, mortified. What was she even saying?!
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Biting her lip, squeezing her eyes shut, she blurted out another idea. “I mean, I saw this white cake online earlier. When it gets here, we can blow out candles again at midnight.”
Ethan gave her a look–obviously, cake wasn’t what he thought she meant.
Still, he let it slide. “Already ate the cake.”
Then, with a quiet sigh, he added, “But there’s still one thing left.”
Her brows pulled together. “What’s that?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he stretched his arm across the back of her seat, leaning close until his frame boxed her inpletely.
His eyes were dark, unblinking, fixed on her. Dawn honestly thought …
He was about to kiss her.
But he didn’t.
He just studied her face, like he was trying to remember every piece of it.
Finally, his voice came rough, almost unsteady. “Dawn, I know I’m not the kind of perfect husband you probably pictured. I don’t have much experience with women. But I want to give you my whole life–not just the fun and romance, but the real stuff too. Will you marry me?”
She stared at him, stunned.
She never expected Ethan toy something like that.
She had already lowered her expectations for love, for marriage. But when a handsome, solid guy you already kinda like says something that straight–it’s hard not to be pulled in.
“I … yeah. Of course I do.”
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Almost like she was convincing herself, she repeated softly, “I do.”
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Relief crossed his face. He pulled a small cream–colored box from his pocket, popped it open,
and the light caught the pink diamond inside, making it shine like crazy.
Dawn, as a jewelry designer, recognized quality instantly. That stone was no joke.
She stared, quiet, while Ethan started to look a little uneasy.
“The second I saw it, I thought it suited you. But if you don’t like it, we can trade it for something else, okay?”
She didn’t look away, only shook her head slowly. “It feels familiar, like I’ve seen it before.” Then it hit her. She grabbed his arm, eyes lighting up. “The ten–carat pink diamond from the Gredos Auction–this is the one!” <fn1961> Fresh chapters posted on f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn1961>
She remembered some mystery bidder had bought it.
So that was Ethan?
He rxed, gently took her hand, and slid the ring onto her finger. “A friend of mine bought it. You wear it for now. If something catches your eyeter, we’ll switch it.”
Dawn wet her lips,pletely at loss for words.
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