Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 486

Chapter 486:

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“Thank you,” Adrian replied. “But even if you hadn’t arrived, I could have managed it just fine.”

“How would you have handled it?” Joelle asked.

“With force.”

Joelle chuckled, the sound light and carefree, but as her laughter subsided, her tone shifted to one of resignation.

“You certainly attract an abundance of romantic attention. I might have to reconsider being with you.”

Adrian wrapped his arm around her waist, and they stopped, their breaths visible in the cold air as they looked at each other.

A torrent of emotion surged through Joelle as she looked at Adrian, who stood against the endless expanse of the night sky. Snowflakes swirled in the air, dancing around him in a delicate, wintry ballet.

In the crisp, biting air, they were the only source of warmth, a quiet flame of solace amidst the frozen stillness. Adrian retrieved a ring from the depths of his coat pocket, his movements deliberate as he slowly lowered himself onto one knee.

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Joelle was rendered utterly speechless, her shock stealing away any words she might have uttered.

Before a surprise unfolds, people often feel a premonition, and Joelle was no stranger to this uncanny sense of foresight. Adrian’s expression, a blend of intense seriousness and barely concealed nervousness, made it unmistakably clear that he was on the verge of revealing something profoundly significant.

When he finally revealed the ring, Joelle’s astonishment intensified, as if the weight of the moment had doubled her initial shock.

Tears of warmth brimmed in Joelle’s eyes, and from the periphery of her vision, she saw Aurora rushing over with unbridled joy. Clapping her hands in excitement, Aurora looked utterly elated, as if witnessing the climax of a heart-stirring romance film come to life.

Joelle often vented to Katherine about the grand proposals of others, her critiques peppered with humor and skepticism. But now, she pondered, why not embrace the opportunity to experience such untainted joy at least once in her life?

“Joelle.” Adrian stared deeply into her eyes, his serious demeanor intensifying his apparent nervousness.

Joelle found his nervousness endearing, a charming testament to the depth of his feelings in such a pivotal moment.

“This ring was custom-made by me, a personal design that embodies our fresh start. I was too presumptuous before, and in doing so, I caused you pain. But I consider myself fortunate to have your forgiveness.” Adrian paused, his voice thick with emotion.

“I hope we can unite legally, truly intertwining our lives and becoming an integral part of one another’s existence. Joelle Watson, I love you with all my heart…”

“Steadfastly and genuinely, as the very essence of my life. Will you marry me?”

Joelle looked up at the sky. Snowflakes floated down, cascading through the air like delicate feathers.

In her youth, she had envisioned a man kneeling before her in a heartfelt proposal. It didn’t have to be lavish; it just needed to be genuine. She could sense Adrian’s heartfelt sincerity and his unwavering resolve to change for the better.

Having loved him for so many years, she found herself without a single reason to decline.

“I will.”

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