Chapter 242 Will You Marry Me… Again?
- “Yes!” I shouted, so excited that in my rush to stand, I ended up knocking my cup of champagne on the floor. “Oh!”
- “Don’t worry,” Mabel said, moving at once to grab the paper towels. “We’ve got this.”
- “I’m so sorry.” I felt like a big fool. “I didn’t mean to ruin it.”