He looked down at her face and leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead. There was a subtle scent coming from her that stimulated his senses.
He just looked at her until she finally slept and woke up.
It was already one in the morning.
Sherry slowly opened her eyes. Her watery eyes were as cool as a clear spring, with beautiful ripples floating gently, and her thick lashes were as delicate as a butterfly's feathers. As she breathed, her eyelashes trembled gently. When she opened her eyes, she met his handsome face and deep eyes. He kept looking at her with a doting look.
She seemed startled, and then shyness colored her cheeks. "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"I was watching you!" He whispered.
"What are you looking at me for?" She asked shyly. "Aren’t you tired?"
She was even more embarrassed after the question. He'd been "exercising" hard all day. How could he not be tired? But how could he be so fit and energetic?
"I was afraid you'd disappeared!" His handsome face came closer to hers, and his thin lips curled into a slightly melancholy smile. The tip of his nose was almost to Sherry's. The exhale between them was audible, and his hot breath blew against Sherry's small face. "I'm afraid the happiness feels like a dream!"
A shiver ran through Sherry's heart. For a moment, she was lost, and her heart ached. Then she cupped his face and said, "Don't make a scene. As long as you don't change your mind, the happiness will never become! Hurry up and get up. Aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry!" He said. His handsome face smelled of burning love and his heart was slowly warmed.
She was in a trance and got even more shy. "Get up, stop it!"
"Honey, let's get married!" He said. His eyes burned, but he was very serious. Then he said it again, "Let's get married!"
She froze and looked deep into his eyes. Was he proposing to her?
He didn't seem to be prepared for anything, did he? Shouldn't there be flowers, a ring, and lots and lots of things associated with love? Was he just going to say a few words and trick her into getting married? She blinked and shook her head in disbelief again. It turned out she was so vulgar to think of those things too!
Once he saw her shake her head, he was nervous and even more unsure, "Don't you want to marry me?"
She still didn't say anything, but in her heart, she knew that there was no way she could refuse. For she was so in love with him, the daddy of her children. This man, dominant, affectionate, warm, and responsible, she couldn't find a reason to refuse him!
But there was nothing romantic about the way he proposed! Fine! Even if she didn't want romance, she wanted to be in love like all women do!
She had married him before she had ever been in love, and she always felt a little aggrieved and regretful.
Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, William was anxious. "Are you starting to hate me?"
He was so unsure of himself when he asked, trembling with a hint of worry, and she suddenly smiled. Because he was so cute.
"Idiot!" She said.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow.
"To have nothing, and you want me to marry you? Mr. Rowland, isn't that too good for you?" She looked at her and her smile widened.
He was startled and still a little sluggish. "Don't you want to marry me?"
"No!" She shook her head.
"Then what is it?" He began to get hopeful in his heart, but with a tinge of worry.
"Mr. Rowland, have you ever seen anyone propose like that? Shouldn't you have proven yourself? No flowers, no ring, no candlelit dinner, no romantic declaration of love, and you're asking me to marry you? Just thinking about all the things you've done to trick me before makes me feel very aggrieved ..." She said with a smile, but as she watched the expression on his face change a little, she found him even more adorable.
"Well, is it possible that with these you agreed?" He asked eagerly.
She deliberately thought for a moment, "Not necessarily!"
"Honey!" He exclaimed and pouted. "What does it take for you to marry me?"
"William, you haven't chased after me yet! I haven't even been in love. I don't want to just marry you!" She said with a smirk. "And my dad and brother wouldn't approve of it either!"
At the mention of Clark, William's face froze, and he suddenly became solemn. "Sherry, I'll make sure you're happy! But, no matter what happens, you mustn't hate me!"
"That's not necessarily true. I'm not going to promise you. In case you do something out of the ordinary with my promise, I think I'll hate you." She said this deliberately. What she meant was simply that he was not allowed to cheat on her in the future.
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the writing is quite childish, but maybe it's just the translations...