Confusion (2)

This was the knot in her mind and the reason why she was unwilling to accept Jaquan for a long time.

Jaquan analyzed it just now and concluded that who he liked from beginning to end was her, not Arabella.

Her wet long hair dampened another candle.

Jaquan glanced at the candle and saw it as an audience, nodding politely, "Thank you. Thank you."

Emma was speechless.

She smiled finally. She reached out to take the male ring from the ring box and put it on his finger. Then, she extended her hand to him.

Jaquan gently helped her put it on and leaned over to kiss the back of her hand, "I know you don't want to get married now. It doesn't matter. I'll accompany you. When you figure it out one day, even if we are in our seventies or eighties, I'll take you to church and marry you. Just the two of us, okay?"

These words moved Emma. She looked down and bit her lips, nodding after a while.

Jaquan stood up and helped her up. Only then did he realize that Emma's eyes were red.