NovelEnglishChapter 441 Claire couldn't help but smile at Sean's awkward yet endearing expression; it felt as if a feather had brushed across her heart-ticklish and sweet all at once.
She remained kneeling on one knee, gazing up at him. The hope shining in her eyes was like a beam of light, piercing straight into Sean's chest.
For a moment, titself seemed to hold its breath.
Just a minute ago, York and Zachary had been clamoring to play house with Claire. Now, both boys stood frozen, wide-eyed and dumbstruck.
Sean finally snapped out of his shock, meeting Claire's unwavering gaze. His heart gave a strange flutter. "I... I do," he managed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInstantly, Claire's big eyes sparkled with a joy and contentment she'd never known before. Her smile bloomed- genuine, radiant, and brighter than a summer sun. In that moment, she felt happier than in both her lives combined.
She reached out her chubby little hand to Sean.
Blushing furiously, Sean took her hand in his and gently helped her to her feet.
At five years old, Claire barely reached Sean's chest, and she had to crane her neck to look up at him. From this angle, Sean-small as he still was—seemed flawless, handsin a way that was both boyish and striking.
"Sean, from today on, I'm your fiancée," Claire declared, her voice soft and sweet as honey, pure enough to melt anyone's heart.
Sean's cheeks turned even redder, almost as if he were about to burst. Since his mother's death, no one had ever been this close to him-not even his father, who'd only ever scolded him for being strange and withdrawn. Yet this little girl, whom he'd only just met, wasn't afraid of him at all. She even wanted to be his bride.
And, to his own surprise, he didn't mind it one bit. In fact, her proposal had stirred feelings he'd never experienced before, feelings he'd thought he wasn't capable of anymore.
Did this mean, if she bechis bride, he would never be alone again? Would she truly stay by his side, always? Sean stared at Claire, caught in her innocent gaze. Almost without thinking, he slipped the pendant from around his neck—a simple silver ring strung on a thin red cord.
He ran his fingers over the ring for a moment, handling it with a care that spoke volumes.
The ring had belonged to his mother and was all he had left of her. He'd never once taken it off.
But now, he placed the cord over Claire's head, letting the ring slide down to rest against her chest.
The moment she recognized the ring, Claire's eyes widened in shock. She knew it all too well-from her previous life, when Sean had worn it on his pinky as a promise ring, and later slipped it onto her finger himself. His grandmother had once told her how much it meant to him, how it had been his mother's keepsake and how he'd never let it out of his sight.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFor him to give it to her now meant everything. In his mind, it was a vow-a promise that she was the only one he would ever want by his side.
And this time, he'd given it to her eighteen years earlier than before.
A wave of emotion surged through Claire, threatening to overflow. Her heart was fit to burst as she clutched the ring against her chest. "You're giving this to me?" Sean nodded, his face serious and sincere in a way that made the moment feel solemn.
"This is the only thing I've always kept with me," he replied quietly, but there was a steady resolve in his voice.
"When I'm older, I'll put it on your finger myself." He finished, looking so bashful he seemed ready to vanish.
Meanwhile, Orion watched the sweet exchange between bis little sister and Sean feeling as if his whole world had just collapsed. He wamet эл torn between frustration and heartbreak. What on earth was happening here? Someone needed to explain this to him!
He'd always thought York and Zachary were his biggest competition-those two were om outgoing, endlessly charming, and masters at winning people over. But he'd never seen this coming.
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