I Love You, Miss Genius (Bonnie Shepard and Ivor Knight) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

“Mr. Ivor ordered this custom–made birthday cake for you, Ms. Bonnte.”

Bonnie looked at the cake and noticed it was several times bigger than the one Trina got for her engagement party. “Do you honestly think I can finish all that?”

Ivor had waited for her to say something. He thought hier gesture would move her, but this was her response instead, “What a waste.”

Although she said that, a warm, cozy feeling rose within her.

“It’s okay. If you can’t finish it, I’ll tell Floyd to cut it up for my employees. I’m sure they can finish it. That way, we can share the joy with more people.” Ivor responded with a smile.

Bonnie gawked at him after hearing what he said.

He looked at the villa and added, “You’d better get a move on. I prepared more surprises for you inside.”

Although Bonnie was puzzled, she opened the doors.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Party poppers echoed, and confetti burst into the air. Bonnie was stunned by the poppers and the decoration inside. There were roses from floor to ceiling and even on the staircase handrails.

Bonnie would have thought she had mistakenly entered a rose garden if she had not known better.

“So, what do you think? Do you like it?”

Bonnie averted her gaze from the roses and frowned as she stared at Ivor, asking, “Um, what are you trying to do?”

“Look around you. What do you think I’m doing?” He asked.

“Are you going to confess your feelings for me?”

“Exactly! That’s why you’re my fiancee.”

She rolled her eyes at him, saying, “I’m not your fiancee anymore after tonight.”

“Hence, the surprise.” A moment later, Ivor got down on one knee and took a ring from his pocket. I’m not going to say anything romantic to you. Instead, I’ll cut to the chase. I want you to be my wife and to be the mother of my child. I also want you to be the grandmother of my grandchildren. That’s about it.”

She had no comebacks for that. No one would since he put it that way.

“I’m curious. What do you love about me?”

“Not a clue.”

“Huh?” Bella was surprised.

“Mhm.” He nodded.

“Did you just confess and propose to me when you don’t even know what you love about me? How serious are you?” Bonnie did not know how else to respond.

Ivor was a six–footer and only took a single step to get closer to Bella. The chandelier shined on him and cast a shadow that enveloped Bella. Ivor looked at her with profound affection as if he cherished her beauty.

“Who ruled that one has to love a person’s specific traits? Can’t I fall in love with you because of who you are? There aren’t rules that say I can’t love you because of some inexplicable force.”

Bonnie could not think of anything to retort Ivor’s reasoning.