Marry Me


    I LOOKED UP at him again and saw his pale eyes. While staring at me, the tightness in his jaws did


    not let up.


    “Forgive me if I hurt you before. Maybe I need to correct my mistakes so I can make the right decision


    now. I don’t know how I can talk to him!” I cried.


    He walked up to me slowly and pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me. “Shh, don’t say


    that. That’s fine. Just trust me.”


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    I sunk into his warmth hard chest. I closed my eyes and smelled his fragrant smell. His hugs still did not


    change. It was still the same as before. I could feel the warmth of his body: the security and the


    gentleness.


    How could it be that I hadn’t seen his love before? Pure, unselfish, free, warm, cozy, and real.


    “Talk to him. Lawrence is the type of man who will not give up easily. Just trust him.”


    Maybe he was right. I have to trust and believe we can still fix this.


    I slowly let go of him and wiped away the tears that dripped when he suddenly pulled my hand where


    the ring Lawrence gave to me still wore in my fingers.


    “Just believe you can fix this.” He twitched his brows and gently stroked the diamond ring I was


    wearing. “The ring is beautiful,” he whispered.


    I let out a smile before we were awakened by the footsteps that wereing.


    Jocko peeked out the door as if surprised to see the two of us.


    “Lawrence is here,” he said before turning his back on us.


    My heart skipped a beat. I quickly looked up at Peter, who was already smiling at me. He stroked my


    hair and nodded.


    “Take this chance to talk to him. I know you both deserve to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy,


    either do I,” he murmured.


    My lips twitched at what he said. Is this the Peter I left before? I don’t know why I still have the courage


    to face him and stand in front of him after what I did to him. And he is still ready to help me.


    “Thank you, Peter!” I hugged him tightly again. I also quickly touched him with a kiss on the cheek


    which made him very red, and even scratched his neck.


    Iughed at his reaction, so we decided to go back downstairs. There were more people when we went


    down to the bar. The light is off, and the music is slow rock.


    Peter and I returned to the table at the same time. He sits beside Brigette again.


    I stepped aside from Cindy, who immediately whispered to me. “I called him; I said you are here.”


    I shifted in my seat and caught a glimpse of Lawrence. He was leaning against his chair with so much


    authority. Carrick was next to him as if entertaining the neers. But his attention is only on me.


    He is wearing a gray polo shirt. Wet hair indicates that she had just gotten out of the shower. With his


    brows furrowed and his stiff jaw packed with tiny stubbles, he looked so intimidating in his position. His


    delicate, pointy lips were attractive and captivating, and that frown made my heart reach out.


    I didn’t realize that I had been staring at him for so long. He arched his brows and nods toward the front


    door. At that point, he stood up to leave the restaurant.


    I felt Cindy bend over to me. “Talk to him,” she whispered to me.


    I bent down and thought a few times about what to do until I decided to stand up to follow him outside.


    I immediately found him leaning against his car. I slowly took a step toward his direction, and he turned


    his gaze at me.


    My heart was thumping wildly against my chest. I can’t exin how I felt after almost a week of not


    seeing each other.


    We were both silents. I also heard his deep sighed several times as he mmed into my side.


    “How are you?” he started.


    I closed my eyes and then shook. I heard his violent exhtion again in the chest before speaking.


    “Let’s talk in some other ce,” he said.


    He turned around, and his car rm beeped. He opened the door of his car for me, and I no longer


    hesitated to ride and wear a seat belt.


    My heart pounded as he rode and started the engine. I nced at him. His eyes were still dark and


    serious. I feel like I will burn if I keep looking, so my eyes fall on myp.


    We only traveled a few minutes to his hotel. Again we went inside to the upper floor until we reach the


    rooftop. As usual, I was still chilled by the breeze. The night air is still incredible, as is the beautiful


    scenery.


    He guided me to sit on the bench that overlooks the beautiful city below. He gently pulled away from


    me, so I shifted ufortably at my seat. I wish I could just ignore him. I should have shouted at him


    earlier and hurt him, but I did not.


    “Come here,” he whispered, then he pulled me closer to him.


    Without hesitation, he hugged my waist and put his chin on my shoulder.


    I gasped heavily. His arms were strong, and his chest was hard and firm. I feel like a child without a


    fight if I try to get out of his embarrassment.


    “I’ve missed you so much, Sweetie,” he said huskily. His lips touched my ear that made me shiver all


    over my body.


    “I just came to realize that I can’t live without you in my arms; that love does not require standards of


    beauty and wealth. I choose to love you because you deserve to be loved,” he whispered.


    He grabbed my hand and curled his fingers tight around my ring.


    The humidity of my heart increases rapidly. I can no longer breathe properly.


    He slowly traced my face that made me look up at him. His index fingers touched my lips as his gaze


    dropped to it. My heart was pounding fast, and my breaths get deeper.


    “Will you marry me tomorrow?”