Christine Quinn covered her mouth, her face showing indescribable joy. "Is this true?" Knowing that after what had happened, she never dared to hope she could marry him...
Howard Geoffrey smirked slightly. "If you want me to propose on one knee, I might not be able to do that."
At that moment, Christine rushed into Howard's arms...
He held her, bent over, and pressed his lips to hers.
She hooked her arms around his neck and kicked off her high heels.
He lifted her up and threw her onto the bed...
Clothes fell to the floor...
She hurriedly undid his buttons, but at the last moment, his phone suddenly began to vibrate.
She clung to his body, wanting him to ignore it, but as the vibration grew stronger, he slowly put her down.
"Howard..."
Christine wrapped her arms around his neck, seemingly not wanting to be interrupted for their first time.
"Good girl..." he gently patted her arms, which were around his neck.
