novelraw Chapter 984 - 983: I Want You to Be My Rightful Wife
Chapter 984 - 983: I Want You to Be My Rightful Wife
In her youth, the scenes of her protecting him flashed through his mind, recalling what Mother Grant said today about her tears and the suppressed things; his heart ached immensely for the girl he deeply loved.In Dawn Sutherland’s mind appeared an image of her standing alone in the wind and snow, sobbing. Dawn instinctively held Daisy Grant a little tighter, his eyes and heart filled with tenderness and almost choking with emotion: "I’m sorry, I was late."
He was late in rushing back to her side, leaving her to cry alone at the wedding, leaving her alone in the hospital to accompany her father on his final journey.
He was late for everything.
As Dawn’s words fell, Daisy’s body shook violently. Dawn’s voice was gentle, filled with enduring affection and palpable hurt, breaking Daisy’s chord that had been holding back her tears all along.
"Second Brother." Daisy suddenly burst into sobs.
Lately, she had borne so much reproach and ridicule; she dared not cry in front of others, dared not worry her caring relatives and friends, and she especially did not want those waiting to see the Grant family’s embarrassment to be smug. So she always told herself, Daisy Grant, you can’t cry; you must finish the path you’ve chosen, even if you have to crawl.
She had suppressed her emotions for so long, yet with one ’I’m sorry’ and ’I was late’ from Second Brother, her facade of strength crumbled in an instant; that wall cracked, and her tears couldn’t be stopped, she just wanted to let it all out in a reckless outburst.
What was it like for the girl you liked to cry her heart out in your arms? Dawn felt as if his heart was being torn apart, with excruciating pain that felt as if it would tear him to pieces.
Dawn gently released Daisy, watching her violently trembling voice and the tears streaming down her face, his voice hoarse, his gaze deep: "I’m sorry, I won’t be late again in the future; for the rest of my life, I will be by your side at all times. For the rest of my life, you are the closest family in my life."
After Dawn finished speaking, seeing Daisy’s tears, his heart ached, and he added, "I want you to be my rightful wife."
Daisy was still crying when Dawn suddenly lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, tightly pulling her into his embrace.
Daisy’s cries were completely muffled by Dawn, abruptly stopping, her tear-drenched eyelashes fluttering as she gazed in disbelief at his face that suddenly kissed hers from close range.
Night fell, and darkness covered the entire Grant family house, with only the faint, hazy moonlight vaguely seeping through the curtains into the room.
Dawn’s kiss was deep and intense, inch by inch conquering and invading Daisy’s defenses.
As Daisy looked at that face, partially shrouded in shadows, her gaze glimmered with starlight, softening, while her hands instinctively embraced Dawn’s waist lightly.
Her action was more like encouragement and approval, in this dim room, at this ambiguous moment, causing Dawn to suppress his unrest until it suddenly collapsed with a thud.
Dawn couldn’t help but lift the corners of his mouth, his kiss becoming more fervent and domineering, while his hands slowly slipped off Daisy’s clothes.
After secretly loving for over ten years, this moment of happiness descended suddenly; Daisy did not retreat, nor did she want to. Facing Dawn’s actions, she moved her hands up, wrapped them around Dawn’s neck, and gradually responded to his kiss.
Unspoken love, a mutual secret admiration lasting over a decade, in this moment, like ignited fireworks, burning passionately, blooming into the most splendid flower of love.
Their two hearts, sweet and happy at this moment, drew closer and closer, until they became one, and ripples lingered in the room, never fading away...
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Everything fell into place naturally, incredibly happy, and neither of them expected their relationship to progress under such circumstances.