Time ticked by, second by second. In the room, it was just the three of them; John and the others had quietly slipped out long ago, as outsiders wouldn't want to disturb such a warm moment.
Just as Justin Hawthorne was about to speak, he was stopped by a look from his dad. He had selfishly brought his son to witness today's proposal, and he couldn't let his son speak up and help, otherwise...
"I do."
Laura Quincy's clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out in the room. Jason Hawthorne looked up in surprise, his eyes filled with unrestrained joy.
He suddenly got up, approached, and lifted Laura off her feet, spinning her around, his voice overflowing with excitement, "Laura, I didn't hear wrong, did I? You agreed to marry me! You finally agreed to marry me!"
Laura was infected by his happiness, a joyful curve involuntarily tugged at her lips, and even her ears turned slightly red in her bashfulness, "Put me down quickly! Your hand hasn't fully healed yet!"
