Chester gently exhaled. He delicately raised his chin and asked, “What are you doing, eating one by
one?”
“Yes.” Everyone returned to their senses, “Mr. Jewell, I haven’t eaten with you in a long time. Come her
and let us toast our President Jewell first.”
Following that, everyone took turns toasting Chester.
Previously, Chester would despise drinking with these people.
However, it appears that only alcohol can numb oneself these days.
He is a doctor, and he is well aware that he cannot drink after a stomach bleed.
However, alcohol made him less out of control. He could keep him from thinking about the three words
Charity all the time with wine.
…
The top floor.
The restaurant waiter arrived with flowers and cakes for Charity.
Monte stood up, took the flowers, and unfolded a beautiful diamond necklace: “Charity, I gave it to you;
can you put it on for me?”
Monte’s handsome face was covered in affection under the light.
Charity sipped her red wine slowly and said, “Okay.”
“Charity, today, it’s a necklace but next year, I’ll give you a ring, trust me.” Monte said as he walked
around behind her, put on a necklace for her, and gently brushed her earlobe with his fingers.
“Are you serious about proposing to me?” Charity lowered her head and fiddled with the necklace’s
pendant.
Monte couldn’t see her expression, but he knew she was moved. “Of course.”
“I hope you follow through on what you say. I’ll wait for you for a year.” Charity said seriously, raising
her head.
The corner of Monte’s mouth twitched, and he realized that Eliza, this silly girl, only had him in her
heart.
“Eliza…” Monte was about to kiss him when he bowed his head.
“Someone…” Charity said, her lips sealed.
“Yes, someone.” Monte was elated, “Then let’s eat cake first.”
“Yeah.”
Charity was not particularly fond of desserts.
“This is your favorite hazelnut cake, Eliza. Why have you stopped liking it?…” Monte’s eyes widened in
surprise.
“I ate a lot, but it didn’t taste as good as it used to.” Charity said as she picked up the glass, “Cheers.”
“cheers.” Monte said as he sipped his red wine, “Eliza, I feel like you’re a little different from before.”
“Really?” Charity’s corners of her lips twitched in surprise.
“I can’t tell if it’s more temperamental or more beautiful.” Monte said, nodding.
“So, do you like it?” Charity looked at him with black eyes that radiated a quiet and charming charm.
“I like it even more than before. Eliza, I love you.” Monte said as he held one of her hands and lightly
played with it before placing it on his lips and kissing the back of it.
Charity wished she could take her hand back and slap him again but she resisted. She was just sad for
Eliza.
The man she fell in love with was completely unaware that her heart had changed, it was Charity’s
heart not Eliza.
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