The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2107

Just at that moment.

Kenneth's voice rang out once again. "The most important thing is to propose to the woman I love."

Propose?

Hearing those words, fireworks exploded in Emily's mind, leaving her completely dizzy and lightheaded.

She couldn't think straight at all, unable to voice whether she was ecstatic or stunned. All she could hear was the thunderous applause and deafening cheers surrounding her.

"Emily, Kenneth is going to propose to you!" Shirley was even more thrilled than the bride-to-be.

"I used to be a jerk. I had a precious diamond right in front of my eyes, yet I was completely blind to it. I made this diamond wait for me, wronged and overlooked, for ten whole years."

"So, I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to her, giving her countless more decades."

"Wow—"

This simple, natural, yet deeply stirring confession resonated with countless people in the audience.

The cameraman expertly located Emily in the crowd, broadcasting her stunned figure onto the massive screens.

After he finished speaking.

Kenneth held his trophy in one hand, pulled a ring box out of his pocket with the other, and faced Emily's direction, shouting loudly, "Emily, will you marry me?"

"..."

Hearing Kenneth's words, the cheering board in Emily's hands clattered to the floor as she covered her mouth in sheer disbelief.

It really was a proposal!

He was actually proposing to her on such a massive stage!

Very quickly.

The staff enthusiastically escorted Emily up onto the stage.

Before leaving her seat, Emily looked at Charlotte, her eyes completely red. "Charlotte..."

"Go on." Charlotte offered a sweet smile, her eyes filled with pride and gentleness. "You deserve it."

In this world, she was the only one truly perfect for Kenneth.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm."

Shirley nodded eagerly along, cheering her on. "Emily, you've got this!"

"..."

Looking at the dazzling diamond ring on her finger, Emily's tears fell like a string of broken pearls, covering her entire delicate face.

"Emily, do you have anything you want to say to everyone?"

The host cheerfully brought the microphone over to Emily, asking enthusiastically.

"Mhm."

Emily frantically wiped the tears from her face, leaned into the microphone, and babbled incoherently, "I'm actually not very happy today."

"???"

The moment those words dropped, the audience erupted into confused whispers.

She wasn't happy about the proposal?

Was she dissatisfied with Kenneth?

"Because..." Emily sobbed, her voice laced with grievance and a thick crying tone as she mumbled, "This jerk tricked me into coming to Apex and didn't drop a single hint that he was going to propose."

"And more importantly..." Emily scrubbed at her tears, lifting her face—now a blotchy, tear-stained mess—and wailed into the mic, "This is a global live broadcast. Countless people are watching. And I... I didn't even put on any makeup! I look so ugly!"