"You could say that." Lorne Noah Jackson curled his lips slightly.
Madam Smith?
This title sounds quite nice!
Upon hearing it, Emily Simpson beamed with a joyful smile. "That's great."
Although it still felt a bit like a dream, the warmth of Lorne's palms reminded her that all of this was real!
Seeing her happy appearance, Lorne couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair, his handsome face full of tenderness.
The two of them arrived at the doorway of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the snow outside seemed to be falling heavier.
Emily carefully tucked the red booklet into the pocket inside her down jacket, feeling warm holding it...
.........
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight, what should I do?" On the road back, Emily sat inside the car, taking out the red booklet to look at it again and again, eventually expressing her concern.
When she got engaged to him before, she was excited for quite a while... spending every night in excitement and silly laughter.
