Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 613

But seeing him kneeling right in front of her, pouring his heart out, shattered every single reservation she had left.

He wanted to be her family.

And for her entire life, a real, loving family was the only thing she had ever truly craved.

Even though he had moved her to tears countless times before, this specific moment struck a chord so deep it left her utterly breathless.

The evening breeze brushed past her as a tear finally slipped free, trailing hot and fast down her cheek.

Theodore didn't say a word. He simply reached up and gently wiped the tear away with his thumb.

His eyes ached with fierce, tender devotion.

"Yes," she whispered softly.

She looked straight into his dark eyes, her voice growing steady and perfectly clear. "Let's get married."

Theodore's eyes immediately welled with moisture.

He didn't stand up right away. Staying on one knee, he carefully slipped the stunning diamond ring onto her finger.

His large hands gently cupped her face, staring up at her as if he could never possibly get enough.

"Emilia," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

"Yeah?" she breathed.

"I love you," he declared with absolute, unwavering certainty.

Emilia laughed through her tears and nodded furiously. "I know."

She paused for a second before adding softly, "I love you too."

She tugged gently on his hands, signaling him to rise. He did, instantly pulling her into a tight, desperate embrace.

The surrounding blooms seemed to celebrate with them, swaying joyfully in the twilight.

Out of nowhere, a flurry of delicate butterflies fluttered into the glass house, as if drawn by the pure, magnetic emotion radiating from the couple.

Emilia's eyes were red and swollen from crying.

In her previous marriage, there had been no grand proposal. No carefully chosen ring.

Tyler had simply bought a generic pair of wedding bands at a jewelry store and shoved one onto her finger. That had been the full extent of their engagement.

But Theodore had given her everything she had ever missed out on.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Countless petals danced in the air, carried by the lake breeze, swirling around the platform before settling softly onto the water's surface like a vibrant, floating carpet.

Emilia stood up, holding Bella's hand, and looked back at Theodore.

He stepped forward, framing her face in his hands, and pressed a tender, lingering kiss to her lips.

Her heart swelled with absolute, perfect happiness.

Above them, the glowing words "Emilia, will you marry me?" illuminated the darkening evening sky.

When Theodore finally pulled away, Emilia flushed a soft, radiant shade of pink.

She glanced past him, her eyes scanning the cheering crowd.

Then, she spotted her—standing quietly in the very back, watching everything. Paisley.

Her biological mother.

Paisley was staring at Emilia, tears spilling silently down her face.

In that fleeting moment, the massive wall of ice that had stood between them for so long seemed to melt just a little.

Perhaps watching Emilia and Theodore today had reminded Paisley of her own past, back when she had been young, reckless, and deeply in love with Inman Dennis.