Chapter 100
- Isabelle’s Point of View:
- “I’m asking you to marry me.” He completed his sentence and I looked at him wide eyed. Was he out of his senses? Was he drunk? Intoxicated? No, he couldn’t be in his right senses and ask me that question.
- I didn’t reply for at least a couple of minutes as I stole my gaze away. Honestly, I just didn’t know what to say because it wasn’t the time to joke but he couldn’t possibly be serious.