"Mr. Reed, did you come with Miss Bai?"
"No."
Mark Reed responded indifferently.
He had shares in this western restaurant and often came here to eat.
When she and Turstin Muller entered the restaurant, he had already seen them. He also heard from the staff that Turstin Muller had ordered a proposal package.
His gaze fell once again on Valentine Teller's hand, on which the diamond ring on her ring finger sparkled brightly.
Following his line of sight, Valentine also looked at the ring on her hand, symbolizing marriage, representing the simple life she had always dreamed of.
But more so, it was something he couldn't give her.
Valentine raised her face, smiled at him, and waved, "Goodbye!"
With an elegant turn, today, she was the Princess, and her happiness had arrived.
Behind her, he was still a cloud out of reach, belonging neither to her nor to anyone else.
Head up, chest out, stomach in.
