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Chapter 100: The First Lady

 

Isabelle’s Point of View:

“I’m asking you to marry me.” He completed his sentence and I looked at him wide eyed. Was he out of his senses? Was he drunk? Intoxicated? No, he couldn’t be in his right senses and ask me that question.

I didn’t reply for at least a couple of minutes as I stole my gaze away. Honestly, I just didn’t know what to say because it wasn’t the time to joke but he couldn’t possibly be serious.

I looked back at him to see if he was joking, and he raised his eyebrow slightly—waiting for a response.

“You can't seriously be asking that.” I couldn’t mutter another response than that.

He exhaled. “There is no other option.”

“I don’t understand,” I replied, my heart rate elevated as it started sinking in. “Y
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