Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 779 Let's Get Married

Arthur pulled her back to his arms and asked attentively, "Not in a good mood?"

Arthur noticed that she was not in a good mood the moment he saw her.

Jean told him about her father's attitude, and then snuggled up in his arms and said somewhat

disappointedly, "My father is incorrigible."

As a person with a tragic experience, Arthur would like to sincerely advise Harold, "Don't ask for

trouble, or you will suffer later."

But before he could say anything, the girl in his arms suddenly looked up at him and said firmly, "Arthur,

or let's get married."

Arthur was so surprised that for a moment he just froze there looking at her as if he couldn't understand

the meaning of her words for a while.

"I was thinking, my dad has been fighting with my mother, maybe he still has the wish that I won't be

with you for long, if we get married, he won't be able to do anything," Jean explained.

Arthur looked back, his mind still immersed in the shock he had just experienced, and he asked her

again in disbelief, "You just said, let's get married?"

"Well," Jean said apologetically, "it might be unfair to you

"It's not unfair. I'd love to, ten thousand times!" Arthur interrupted her, "It's not fair to you. I'm taking

advantage of you."

If it weren't for her parents' quarrel, she wouldn't suddenly mention marriage.

Getting married was what he really wanted, but Jean, she had just forgiven him and officially dating

him, and it was definitely not in her plan.

Jean didn't expect Arthur to say such a thing, she laughed a little and then said, "I proposed marriage.

How is that you taking advantage of me?"

"On the contrary, I proposed marriage at this time to prevent my parents from arguing, which seems to

be very insincere." That's why Jean said it was unfair to Arthur.

Arthur took Jean in his arms and confessed forcefully, "Whatever you are marrying me for, I will accept

it."

Jean was amused for a moment.

A second ago she thought he was shrewd, yet now he was silly.

Arthur whispered, "Getting married is a big deal, I know you must have thought it through before you

made this decision, and I'm sure you genuinely want to marry me."

Jean wouldn't make decisions casually.

And if she didn't really want to, no one would change her opinion.

Arthur's understanding made Jean's heart warmer than ever, she had never thought that she and

Arthur would have such a moment of mutual tolerance, but now she had gradually become accustomed

to such sweet happiness.

Everything was going in a good direction, wasn't it?

She believed in her own judgment and choice. Arthur truly loved her, and even if they got married, he

would still love her as always.

Arthur added, "If you think that our marriage will stop the war between your parents, then we will get

married."

Whatever it was for, as long as she was happy, he was willing to do anything with her.

Without any hesitation, Jean said, "So let's go sign up??"

"Now?" Arthur asked with some trepidation.

"Yep." Jean nodded, "Do you have your ID card with you?"

Jean was a decisive person. She did whatever she decided immediately without any delays.

Arthur replied truthfully, "Nope, but I can have someone bring it over right away."

It took only two- or a three-hour drive from Riverside City to Zoshalor. Arthur decided to ask the driver

to send his ID card over.

She was crazy, he was even more.

Jean said, "Okay, then we'll go when your ID card arrives."

"Wait a minute, let me slow down." Arthur was a little out of breath, and hurriedly loosened the person

in his arms and rushed to pour himself a glass of water, calming his heart that was violently beating.

Jean thought it was funny when Arthur was so nervous.

She thought, "Isn't getting married what he wants? I proposed it but he was frightened."

Arthur drank two glasses of water, and then calmed down.

After that, he returned to Jean, stared at her solemnly, and asked, "Are you sure we are going to get

married?"

Arthur didn't want Jean to be grudging, so he asked her again.

If she regrated, he would abort this tempting offer.

"Yes," Jean replied with frank sincerity.

"Okay." Arthur waited for this answer. He immediately took out his mobile phone to call the driver at

Riverside City, and asked the driver to ask his parents for his ID card and send it over to him.

After hanging up the phone, Arthur said with some guilt, "It's a bit sudden, I'm sorry I didn't prepare the

ring."

In any case, marriage required a ring.

Arthur was also a little sorry that the marriage was not brought up by him first.

"Simple." Jean said as he dragged Arthur to the display case of her office, pointed to a pile of jewelry

inside, and said, "I have enough rings here, let's choose one as the wedding ring."

As a jewelry designer, the most common thing in her office was all kinds of jewelry, rings were also

available. Not having a ring was not a problem at all.

Arthur was pulled to the display case. He looked at the pile of rings, stunned.

She proposed the marriage, and now she was even going to prepare the ring?

And choosing from these rings was too perfunctory.

"What's the matter?" Jean was puzzled by his silence. "Don't you like any one of them?"

Arthur pursed his lips, not showing his displeasure at all.

He followed her words and replied, "Well, there is nothing I particularly like."

He then put Jean in his arms and said, "And I think a wedding ring should have a very special meaning.

It's better to be chosen carefully, rather than pick one at random."

Jean understood that he thought it was not serious enough to pick a ring there.

But in fact, she didn't have much interest in jewelry, including rings, perhaps because she was a jewelry Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

designer herself, and her life was full of jewelry.

Thinking of this, she raised her hand and gently stroked the man's handsome chin, and coaxed

helplessly, "I know what you mean, I will redesign two wedding rings, exclusive to the two of us." Jean

felt that the details of the wedding ring should be something that women care about, but when it came

to her and Arthur, Arthur was the one who cared more.

Arthur's face brightened when Jean said she would design their wedding ring herself. But when he

thought that the two were about to get married soon, he couldn't help clenching the woman's slender

waist and kissing her recklessly.

However, the kiss was interrupted soon, Abigail called Arthur, and Arthur answered it reluctantly,

presumably the driver asked for his ID card so Abigail knew.