Ex husband's Plea for Forgiveness novel Chapter 313

With this idea in mind, Jerry began to prepare, but he did it secretly because he was afraid of being discovered by Queena or Jonas.

These days he was as carefree as before in the Gu's mansion. But his time staying outside increased significantly.

Stacy's birthday was five days after the party. These five days were enough for him to make a lot of preparations. Jerry had specially booked a couple's theme room in the hotel.

He was planning to decorate the scene of proposal here. Stacy was a woman who paid attention to the taste of life, and Jerry knew it very well, so this proposal must have some new ideas.

But according to Stacy's love for Jerry now, as long as he proposed, she would probably agree.

Jerry had booked the room for a week to decorate it, with roses and balloons in it, as well as many other things that young girls liked, and there was also a small movie, which was a group photo since the two met.

To make her more touched, Jerry also added lots of subtitles and honeyed words.

Stacy could feel how Jerry felt and at the same time, she was expecting what kind of surprise Jerry would give her.

On the day before her birthday, they met in the apartment. Stacy was lying on Jerry, with her hands and Jerry's putting on her belly.

The baby was too small to be noticed at present, but it was the crystallization of their love.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, dear. What do you want?" Jerry took their hands and put them to his lips to kiss gently. Then he asked dotingly.

His eyes were full of infinite tenderness, which caused Stacy to be fascinated. Then she said with some flirtatious tone, "The gift you prepared for me shouldn't be a surprise. Why ask me?"

"Okay, I'll give you a surprise."

As Jerry spoke, Stacy smiled with satisfaction. She believed what Jerry said and it must be a surprise.

On that day, Jerry accompanied Stacy and told her that he had booked a table to take her to the hotel the next day.

Stacy returned home with expectations and saw her father sitting in the living room with a sullen face.

"Dad, why are you sitting here?" Stacy asked curiously. Generally at this time, her father was working in the study.

Today, he was sitting here. It looked like he was waiting for her. Stacy thought that she must have thought too much.

"Why do you come back so late?" asked David discontentedly as he noticed the love bite on Stacy's neck.

Anger was brewing in his eyes, and Stacy seemed to have realized something. She covered it in a hurry and said, "I took a walk outside after finishing my meal. I'll go back to my room to wash up."

Stacy quickly returned to her bedroom, and David's mood was even more complicated.

Thinking of the phone call he just received, he made up his mind.

The next day, Stacy woke up very early and started to dress herself up. Her wide bed was now covered with clothes, so was the carpet, and it was like an exhibition.

She had her own wardrobe, but she didn't have any clothes that she was satisfied now.

"I should have gone shopping yesterday," Stacy said with distress. It was the hardest choice for her. Finally, she found a white dress in the middle of it.

She had a premonition that Jerry was going to propose to her, so she had to dress more formally.

At that time, Stacy had picked up the clothes, jewelries and other things, including makeup and shoes. Anyway, it had been a long time since Stacy had everything be well matched.

After dressing up, Stacy stood in front of the floor to ceiling mirror, revealing her sweetest appearance, and then opened the door to go out.

She had to leave the time for her family to celebrate her birthday this noon, but after that time, it would be time for her and Jerry.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help showing a happy smile.

She had made boyfriends before, but over time, she was very dissatisfied. Jerry was the first man that made her have the idea to get married, but this man seemed not to be liked by her father.

Stacy went to the door, but when she opened the door, she sensed that something was wrong. She couldn't open the door!

"What's wrong? Is the door broken?" Stacy said as she felt it strange. She tried again, but still could not open it.

She anxiously took out her cell phone and dialed her family's landline number. The person who answered the phone was David. Stacy was relieved. Her father was indeed at home preparing for her birthday.

"Dad, the door of my room seems to be broken. Can you send someone to check it for me?" Stacy said like a spoiled child, slapping the door with some anger.

Today was her birthday. How could she be so unlucky from the beginning? It was so disturbing.