NovelEnglishChapter 649 She told Juan this in just a regular chat. But here she was, perched on Casper's lap, turning the sconversation into playful banter. It was kind of embarrassing how he seemed to forget where they were. "Okay, we're almost at the airport, cut it out," she teased, giving his cheek a gentle squeeze before slipping off his lap. "Once we're back in Falconridge, I've got to hit the office again. I've got tons of custom orders that are gonna need my full attention." He got it. Sometimes work just took over everything.
But he had just popped the question. Now she was diving back into work, and he couldn't help but feel a bit bummed about it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No worries, no matter how late you work, I'll be here waiting for you to chome." That made her smile, and she squeezed his hand, their fingers entwined. "My Casper's really stepping up his game, becoming all thoughtful and sweet." He puffed up a bit, "Of course, I'm aiming to be the ideal partner now." "That won't cut it, Mr. Casper still needs to bring hthe bacon. My little business barely covers me, let alone a family." If he took on the supportive role full-time, wouldn't that just wear her out? No way. She wasn't having it. "Do you really needthat much?" he grinned, a hint of playful arrogance.
Eliza quickly buttered him up, "Absolutely, keep it up." "Alright then. Oh, by the way, sweetheart, I was thinking of setting our wedding for next spring. How does that sound?" They cuddled closer, basking in their shared affection.
Eliza had never really thought about having a big wedding. As an orphan, there wouldn't be anyone to witness her happiness. She was cool with just being secretly happy.
"Let's skip the wedding. It's too much hassle, too much stress, and too much money." "No way." He didn't want them to look back in old age with no memories to cherish. "How about once we're back in Falconridge, we find the tto take swedding ?" They had taken a wedding picture when she first married Casper. Even though he wasn't smiling in it, she was beaming. She loved that photo, but...
"Didn't you already smash the one we took?" Yeah, he had. In a fit of anger.
Luckily, he had backed it up digitally. If she wanted, he could print it out right away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I've got a backup on my phone." He shared the photo he'd kept safe
for years with her. Looking at that old picture, Eliza was swept up in nostalgia. Back then, in her earlyè twenties, she married the man she fell head over heels for, not knowing what the future held but full of hope. She adored him then. Even an old wedding dress and a single photo made her feel over the moon. Her fingers lightly traced the young girl's face in the photo, so full of innocence. If only they had truly embraced those days, what might they be like now? "Why didn't you cherish that time, Eliza?" "I was... blind, my heart was blind, totally out of it back then. If I had another chance, I'd never let us waste all those years."
He felt the regret too. Their best years were filled with so much pain. Torture was never just about one person's suffering. It hadn't been easy for him either. "Why keep this photo? You didn't even likethen. Look at you, frowning. It's clear you were unhappy, hated being married, and hated this photo even more." Eliza's questions mirrored those
Casper had asked himself countless times. If he hadn't wanted to, he wouldn't have taken such a photo with her. But he did want to. Yet he was torn. He found himself really liking her, but felt he couldn't betray Nova, even though it later turned out Nova had been pretending to be Eliza all along.
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