The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1344
With a faint smile, Jean gently grabbed her hand, leading her back to the other bedroom.
Just as he reached the door, Neera stopped him, her cheeks flushed as she said, “You're not allowed to sleep here tonight. There's another guest room. You can sleep there.”
Jean was taken aback for a moment, then casually leaned against the wall next to the door, calmly looking at her. “Why do you suddenly want to sleep in separate rooms?”
Neera rolled her eyes inwardly. “You're asking even though you already know the answer.”
“I really don't know what you're talking about. Unless you clarify, I won't agree.”
He was clearly pretending to be confused on purpose, and Neera was left with no way to deal with him.
After a few seconds, she murmured shyly, “I... I'm too tired. You can't keep messing around, so it's better if we sleep separately.”
These days, whenever this guy gets a chance, he becomes unruly, leaving me exhausted every night. There have been several instances where I couldn't hold on and fainted.
Surprisingly, he doesn't find it tiring at all and is full of energy every day. How does he do it?
Jean took in her flushed cheeks and was unable to suppress his laughter. “All right, I won't tease you anymore. Can we sleep together now? After all, we're engaged. There's no reason for us to sleep in separate rooms.”
Neera pouted. “It's just an engagement; we're not married yet. If you really want to label it, we're technically living together unlawfully.”
Her words had Jean lowering his head, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Neera raised her hand and lightly punched him. “What are you laughing at! I'm serious.”
Taking advantage of the moment, Jean gently seized her hand, pecking it lightly with his lips as he teased her, “Are you subtly hinting at something?”
“I-I certainly am not,” Neera denied, yet there was a faint sense of anticipation in her heart.
Of course, she wasn't expecting any commitment at this moment. She was just subconsciously harboring fantasies about their future marriage.
However, what she didn't expect was Jean simply responding with a hum before suddenly taking her hand and leading her into the room without further explanation.
“Hey...” Neera was taken aback, thinking he was about to bring her to bed again. However, to her surprise, he simply led her to the sofa.
“Sit down,” he said.
Neera was puzzled. “What's wrong?”
Jean didn't say a word. Instead, he turned around and went to the walk-in closet. From the sounds of it, it seemed like he was opening a suitcase.
Soon, he walked out again, seemingly holding something in his hand.
When Neera saw that it was a delicate royal blue velvet box, her heart started to beat rapidly.
Could it be that he...
“To be honest, when I was in Kingsview, I had already hired a renowned designer from Francia to start preparations in advance.”
Jean sat down beside her, toying with the velvet box in his hand while gazing deeply into her eyes.
“However, I was still uncertain because we still had a contract back then, and there were some issues that hadn't been resolved. I was worried that you wouldn't agree, so I never brought it up. Later, when the events from six years ago were revealed, I knew it wasn't the best time, so I dared not mention it even more. That's why it's been delayed until now.”
At this point, he gave a slight laugh, his expression a mix of helplessness and bitterness.
“To outsiders, I seem invincible, fearless. But who would have thought that there are things I'm afraid of? Not even myself, apparently. And all of it is related to you.”
Neera's heart pounded harder, her gaze darting between the box and his face, suddenly feeling a bit at a loss.
As if sensing her thoughts, Jean took hold of her hand.
“However, I've mustered up the courage now, so I hope you won't avoid this and will listen to me seriously. Is that okay?”
Neera bit her lower lip lightly, suddenly becoming incredibly nervous.
She hesitated for a moment but eventually gave a slight nod.
Jean smiled faintly before beginning to speak in a soft and gentle tone.
“Before I met you, I was a dull and rigid person. My life was devoid of any excitement, and nothing sparked my interest apart from work. But your arrival changed everything. Our first encounter began with my illness, and with each treatment, each interaction, I discovered a different side of you. In this process, you silently and subtly wormed your way into my heart. I found myself growing interested in life, and in this life, your presence is always there. I started to pay more attention to you, to care about you. More and more, I realized that I couldn't resist you. I couldn't help but want to be closer to you. I liked your smile; I liked how relaxed you were when you were with me. Gradually, I realized that I wanted to have you. To have you forever and to have you belong only to me. When we finally let go of the constraints of our agreement and truly came together, I was overjoyed. That feeling was something even professional accomplishments couldn't compare to. When the truth was revealed, I was ecstatic, grateful that it was you who was there with me all those years ago. But I was also filled with regret, tormented by the pain I had caused you. During the time you were cold to me, every day felt like a year; every minute and second was torture. When you forgave me, I was so moved it felt as if I had been given a second chance at life.”
He had always been a man of few words until he met this woman. It was then that he learned to express himself.
In that moment, however, he spoke incessantly, pouring out the feelings and thoughts hidden deep in his heart, eagerly expressing his burning sincerity.
“No amount of words could ever express even a fraction of my feelings for you. Neera, you'll never know just how much I love you. In this life, the next, and the one after that, there will be no one else for me but you. The marriage proposal is set, the small island is ready, and we can get our marriage certificate at any time. All that's left is a nod from you. Neera, are you willing?”
Just as he reached the door, Neera stopped him, her cheeks flushed as she said, “You're not allowed to sleep here tonight. There's another guest room. You can sleep there.”
Jean was taken aback for a moment, then casually leaned against the wall next to the door, calmly looking at her. “Why do you suddenly want to sleep in separate rooms?”
Neera rolled her eyes inwardly. “You're asking even though you already know the answer.”
“I really don't know what you're talking about. Unless you clarify, I won't agree.”
He was clearly pretending to be confused on purpose, and Neera was left with no way to deal with him.
After a few seconds, she murmured shyly, “I... I'm too tired. You can't keep messing around, so it's better if we sleep separately.”
These days, whenever this guy gets a chance, he becomes unruly, leaving me exhausted every night. There have been several instances where I couldn't hold on and fainted.
Surprisingly, he doesn't find it tiring at all and is full of energy every day. How does he do it?
Jean took in her flushed cheeks and was unable to suppress his laughter. “All right, I won't tease you anymore. Can we sleep together now? After all, we're engaged. There's no reason for us to sleep in separate rooms.”
Neera pouted. “It's just an engagement; we're not married yet. If you really want to label it, we're technically living together unlawfully.”
Her words had Jean lowering his head, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Neera raised her hand and lightly punched him. “What are you laughing at! I'm serious.”
Taking advantage of the moment, Jean gently seized her hand, pecking it lightly with his lips as he teased her, “Are you subtly hinting at something?”
“I-I certainly am not,” Neera denied, yet there was a faint sense of anticipation in her heart.
Of course, she wasn't expecting any commitment at this moment. She was just subconsciously harboring fantasies about their future marriage.
However, what she didn't expect was Jean simply responding with a hum before suddenly taking her hand and leading her into the room without further explanation.
“Hey...” Neera was taken aback, thinking he was about to bring her to bed again. However, to her surprise, he simply led her to the sofa.
“Sit down,” he said.
Neera was puzzled. “What's wrong?”
Jean didn't say a word. Instead, he turned around and went to the walk-in closet. From the sounds of it, it seemed like he was opening a suitcase.
Soon, he walked out again, seemingly holding something in his hand.
When Neera saw that it was a delicate royal blue velvet box, her heart started to beat rapidly.
Could it be that he...
“To be honest, when I was in Kingsview, I had already hired a renowned designer from Francia to start preparations in advance.”
Jean sat down beside her, toying with the velvet box in his hand while gazing deeply into her eyes.
“However, I was still uncertain because we still had a contract back then, and there were some issues that hadn't been resolved. I was worried that you wouldn't agree, so I never brought it up. Later, when the events from six years ago were revealed, I knew it wasn't the best time, so I dared not mention it even more. That's why it's been delayed until now.”
At this point, he gave a slight laugh, his expression a mix of helplessness and bitterness.
“To outsiders, I seem invincible, fearless. But who would have thought that there are things I'm afraid of? Not even myself, apparently. And all of it is related to you.”
Neera's heart pounded harder, her gaze darting between the box and his face, suddenly feeling a bit at a loss.
As if sensing her thoughts, Jean took hold of her hand.
“However, I've mustered up the courage now, so I hope you won't avoid this and will listen to me seriously. Is that okay?”
Neera bit her lower lip lightly, suddenly becoming incredibly nervous.
She hesitated for a moment but eventually gave a slight nod.
Jean smiled faintly before beginning to speak in a soft and gentle tone.
“Before I met you, I was a dull and rigid person. My life was devoid of any excitement, and nothing sparked my interest apart from work. But your arrival changed everything. Our first encounter began with my illness, and with each treatment, each interaction, I discovered a different side of you. In this process, you silently and subtly wormed your way into my heart. I found myself growing interested in life, and in this life, your presence is always there. I started to pay more attention to you, to care about you. More and more, I realized that I couldn't resist you. I couldn't help but want to be closer to you. I liked your smile; I liked how relaxed you were when you were with me. Gradually, I realized that I wanted to have you. To have you forever and to have you belong only to me. When we finally let go of the constraints of our agreement and truly came together, I was overjoyed. That feeling was something even professional accomplishments couldn't compare to. When the truth was revealed, I was ecstatic, grateful that it was you who was there with me all those years ago. But I was also filled with regret, tormented by the pain I had caused you. During the time you were cold to me, every day felt like a year; every minute and second was torture. When you forgave me, I was so moved it felt as if I had been given a second chance at life.”
He had always been a man of few words until he met this woman. It was then that he learned to express himself.
In that moment, however, he spoke incessantly, pouring out the feelings and thoughts hidden deep in his heart, eagerly expressing his burning sincerity.
“No amount of words could ever express even a fraction of my feelings for you. Neera, you'll never know just how much I love you. In this life, the next, and the one after that, there will be no one else for me but you. The marriage proposal is set, the small island is ready, and we can get our marriage certificate at any time. All that's left is a nod from you. Neera, are you willing?”
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What kind of stupid confusion is this, how come she didn't know that the my bourvart they are talking about is Jean?...
Author uses too many words to describe useless things and then don't clarify others, who is this aunts friend. Neere went to play golf with who?...
Why is she keeping so many secrets from Jean?...
is it too much to ask, when are they going to know that Jean is the father of her triplets???? the man that night 6yrs ago is Jean???!!!!!!...
Chapter 328, did Alfonso not meet Jeann before, how does he not recognise him huh...
I'm a bit confused, does Roxanna not know that her sister is married..this chapter makes it look like she doesn't know but they already went to Jean for money huh...
Too many words to explain somethings, it's a waste.......
Good Day Dear Author! i just want to ask, why it cant read in normal format? the sentences for every chapter is cut, almost half of the sentence is cut thats why cant read it as whole. Thankyou....