His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1027

"I have to admit that I haven't been attentive enough to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have left you in danger three years ago."

The yellowish glow of the golden hour sunlight looked beautiful on this fine day. However, Charles felt ashamed of himself. "Despite that, I still have something to tell you. Sher, I wish you would marry me again. Will you?" he said as his eyes looked deeply into Sheryl's own.

"What happened already happened. You should let it go. Why did you suddenly mention it again?"

Hot tears spilled down Sheryl's cheeks as the words tumbled out of her lips. Even if she tried to show that she had forgotten what happened between them in the past, her swollen reddish eyes betrayed her. However, she never thought that Charles would willingly bring up his own mistake again and apologize to her—it made her overwhelmed with emotion.

"A lot of things have happened to us, but it made me realize that it is your hand I should hold firmly to move on for the rest of my life. You're the only one I should love and cherish. Will you…marry me?"

Without breaking eye contact with Sheryl as he spoke the words, Charles took out a velvet ring box from his suit pocket, and then eagerly awaited her response. Now, Sheryl was stunned.

"Please get up first," Sheryl nervously said. A bashful look crossed her eyes in trepidation. She reached her arms out to pull Charles to his feet, but he only looked at her pointedly in silence and refused to stand up. Sheryl finally gave in as she blushed furiously. "I will," she nodded.

Sheryl's sweet response pleased the living wits out of Charles. He plucked out the ring from the box and then carefully slipped it on Sheryl's ring finger. He raised his head and looked at her straight in the eyes. "Now that you've worn my ring, it means you're mine. You won't regret this," he said with a smile.

In turn, Sheryl could only lower her head shyly. Finally, her lips broke into a happy smile.

The couple's beaming faces made Shirley curious. Although the little girl had no idea what a ring meant, she grabbed Clark who was beside her, by his hand. "Clark, I also want a beautiful ring just like that one," she asked him with a finger pointed towards Sheryl.

"Okay. When you grow old, I will buy you one," Clark said and smiled at her.

At that moment, Sheryl had overheard what her son said and interrupted their conversation. "No, you can't do that darling," she gently said.

She approached Clark and told him, "Shirley's ring is supposed to be given by her boyfriend. You are her brother, so you can't do that. Understood?"

Clark nodded obediently and smiled at his mother. Happiness radiated from the family as they enjoyed the sunny afternoon. However, they were unaware that they were being watched by someone hidden in the distance.

Recently, Holley had been living a happy and joyful life. She couldn't wait to get a great deal of money from Donna. The mere thought of it made her feel over the moon.

But what worried her the most was that neither George nor Donna stayed in touch with her for two days yet. She started to question if they were planning something that would set her up.

Finally, she had given Donna a call earlier this morning to ask her to meet up.

Nevertheless, Donna intended to refuse her request. "What do you want to discuss? Just say it on the phone. I'm so busy today. Too many things are waiting for me to deal with," she said in a clipped voice.

"No. I won't do it any other way."

Holley frowned as she started to get impatient, but she managed to calm herself down and pretended to speak in a polite manner. "It's better for us to talk about it face to face," she explained.

Then she reminded Donna, "Aunt Donna, have you forgotten what you have promised me?" A wry smile formed on Holley's lips, then she started to threaten Donna. "You know how deep George's love for me is. If I want, I can ask him to leave you and come back to me at any time. Aunt Donna, you've tried so hard to drag your son away from me and it almost succeeded. You want to see all your efforts wasted?" she sneered.

When Holley finished speaking, Donna couldn't help but tilt her head to look at George, who was right beside her. She didn't miss the sour look on her son's face—it turned out that Holley's voice from the phone could be heard out loud.

She hesitated for a while, then answered, "Holley, what on earth do you want from me?"

"What I want from you?" Holley said and smiled coldly from the other end of the line. "I just want to talk to you face to face. I reserved a tea room for us to have a nice chat. Let's meet there in 30 minutes. I will be waiting for you."