Chapter 163 Let's Get Away From Here (Part One)

"Okay, I'll take you home to have a rest. Then we'll go to eat in a French restaurant, okay?" He smiled gently and turned at the next corner.

She didn't talk all the way. As soon as she arrived at the apartment, she lay on the sofa.

"I'll get you a glass of juice." When he was about to stand up, she stretched out her hand to hold his and said, "Don't go, Hanson. Stay here with me."

She knew she was going to lose him again. This time, it was a complete loss. But she couldn't blame him for that. It was about the fate of Bella. It was about the prospect of tens of thousands of employees. As the successor of the board, he had the responsibility to protect Bella and the employees.

Moreover, this undeserved catastrophe was all because of her.

He sat down beside her and let her rest her head on his lap. "You little fool, I'm just taking some juice for you. I won't leave you alone." As he spoke, she gently stroked her face.

"I know," as she mumbled, tears welled up unconsciously. She turned her head so that he wouldn't see the tears rolling down on his casual pants.

The warm water made him slightly tremble. He looked down at her and said, "You should be happy since you won the championship. Why are you crying?"

She sat up, her tears streaming down her face like the flood behind the gate. "Hanson, I've known everything about Bella."

He trembled violently and raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but he failed. Her tears never stopped streaming down. Her heart had never been so desperate like this.

"I planned to tell you after I get things done." His voice was low and sorrowful, as if there was nothing he could do.

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I'll talk to Zac..." Before she finished her words, she was held tightly in his arms. "You can't go

and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Are you hungry? Let's go out for dinner."

She shook her head and said, "I just want to eat the braised noodles cooked by you." It was delicious and she was addicted to it.

A smile appeared on his face. He pinched the tip of her nose lovingly and said, "Okay, let's just have braised noodles."

As soon as he entered the kitchen, two bowls of well cooked noodles with steaming aroma and freshness were served there.

She ate with relish and even drank up the soup. Then she smacked her lips and sighed with satisfaction.

He looked at her with a smile, and continued, "When I feed you up, I can do what I want to do."

She was slightly stunned. "What is it?"

He stood up and knelt in front of her with one leg. Then he took out a velvet box from his pocket, in which there was a huge pink diamond ring. She had refused him last time, and this time she had to wear his ring.

"Essie, marry me. I can be your massager when you're tired, and when you're sleepy, I can be your pillow. When it's cold, I'll be your coat. When it's raining, I'll be your umbrella. I promise that I will only give you happiness and love instead of tears and pain."