Chapter 392 A Proposal and a Painful Glance\u00a0<\/p>\n
He decided to switch topics. \u201cMs. Wright should be alright with Zachary there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett gave a quiet nod. \u201cYeah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
They walked side by side in silence for a long while. Finally, Damian couldn\u2019t take it anymore. He stopped and turned to her. \u201cNew Year\u2019s is coming up. My mom wants you to come over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett tensed up immediately. \u201cMy grad school exams are right around then. Please thank your mom for me, but I really can\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian saw right through her excuse. \u201cExams are the 25th. New Year\u2019s is the 1st. They don\u2019t conflict.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She knew he was stubborn. Not wanting to argue, she dodged, \u201cWe\u2019ll see when it gets closer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t letting her off that easy. \u201cIf you don\u2019t show up, I\u2019ll come get you myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett fell silent, choosing not to reply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They continued walking until cheers erupted ahead of them. A crowd had gathered, bathed in shifting colored lights, everyone noisy and excited.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Curious, they moved forward and edged into the group. From the top of the riverwalk stairs, they looked down onto the sandy bank below, where an elaborate proposal was underway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A sea of pink roses covered the sand. A large screen displayed a photo montage of the couple, while balloons and ribbons danced in the breeze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The man was walking toward his girlfriend, who stood waiting in the flowers, a massive bouquet of roses in his arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she accepted them, he picked up a microphone. Encouraged by cheers from friends and family, he poured his heart out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBabe, standing here tonight, you might think I\u2019m being impulsive, or maybe even a little awkward. But I didn\u2019t want to wait any longer. I need to tell you\u2013I love you. I want to marry you. I want to build a simple, happy life with you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWill you marry me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The crowd below erupted. \u201cSay yes! Say yes!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman, blushing deeply, finally nodded as everyone cheered. \u201cYes. I will.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 392 A Proposal and a Painful Glance\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slid the ring onto her finger, and they shared a long, tender kiss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching the entire scene from above, Scarlett felt her eyes grow hot. Tears traced quiet paths down her cheeks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It made her think of her five\u2013year marriage to Vincent. She had given everything, while he had never offered a single surprise, not a hint of romance. Their relationship hadn\u2019t even been a fair exchange.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian noticed her crying. He leaned closer, his voice low. \u201cWhy the tears? Yours will be better one day. A hundred times better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett wiped her face and turned to suggest they leave\u2013only to lock eyes with Vincent across the dispersing crowd.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stood among the onlookers, his gaze fixed on her. Across the distance, they stared at one another.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s face was still streaked with tears, her expression heavy with old hurt. Vincent\u2019s eyes, in contrast, were calm and detached, as if she were a stranger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noticing Scarlett\u2019s stillness, Damian followed her line of sight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment he saw Vincent, his guard went up. Instinctively, he stepped in front of her, blocking her view.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even that didn\u2019t feel like enough. He wrapped a protective arm around Scarlett\u2019s waist, pulling her firmly against his side. It was a clear, silent statement\u2014she was with him now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent saw it all. He didn\u2019t react with anger, only a faint, disdainful curl of his lip.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett didn\u2019t pull away from Damian, but her eyes remained on Vincent. She saw the mockery in his expression, sharp as a knife twisting inside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The proposal had ended, and people were starting to drift away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, Daniel walked over from a distance. Reaching Vincent, he too noticed Scarlett and Damian. The air grew tense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel had been about to speak, but seeing the pair, he hesitated. As the crowd thinned, his eyes lingered pointedly on Damian\u2019s arm around Scarlett\u2019s waist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He raised his voice just enough to be heard clearly. \u201cSo, Vincent\u2026 when are you planning to propose to Sabrina?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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