During their conversation, a servant had brought up a cup of honey lemon tea and politely placed it on the coffee table.
As Vania stared at the steaming cup of honey lemon tea, her expression grew even more puzzled. She did not reach out for the cup, but instead, she scrutinized Hanson’s expression to see what he was up to.
After a while, she finally asked, “Hanson, I still haven’t figured you out after all this time. Why are you treating me like this?”
They were beginning to get a little too close for her comfort, and in her opinion, they were never that close to begin with.
Hence, Vania chose to be straightforward. “Please tell me why you’re doing this.”
She wants an explanation?
Therefore, under Vania’s watchful gaze, Hanson gave her the simplest, most direct answer he could think of. “I want to marry you.”
What?
Vania thought that she must have heard it wrong, and she stared at Hanson in bewilderment.
Meanwhile, Hanson was unphased by her reaction. He calmly repeated, “I want to marry you.”
Is he proposing to me right now?
Thank goodness she had not taken a mouthful of that tea, or she would have spat it out in his face.
Having just received a marriage proposal from a man barely knew, Vania could only ask, “Do you mean that?”
Marriage had to be built upon a solid foundation of a relationship, and it should never be done in the spur of the moment. She was not even in a romantic relationship with him, so why was he jumping straight into marriage?
In any case, she did not think that their relationship had reached the level where they could discuss the possibility of marriage.
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