Sean was wearing a fancy black suit.
He wore a crisp white shirt inside. It was a gorgeous white.
He also wore a smart tie.
His hair was carefully groomed, making him look classy.
Willow had never seen Sean in a suit and tie.
Therefore, she was currently a little dumbfounded. It was as if she was afraid to look at Sean.
Sean slowly turned the wheelchair and approached Willow with a smile on his lips.
"Willow, I prepared everything from Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel's top to bottom and inside out for you. Do you like it?"
Sean's words made Willow come to her senses, but her eyes were still full of shock.
She had suspected it earlier.
However, when Sean came to her side on the hotel's crystal revolving rooftop with everyone watching him...
Willow still felt an intense sense of disbelief.
It was so unreal.
It was as if she was in a dream.
"Sean, it's... it's not true.
"We're in a dream, aren't we?"
Willow asked as she stared blankly at Sean.
"No, it's true.
"What I told you is true.
"The promises I made to you will also come true.
"I told you I would confess my love to you on the top floor of the hotel on the ninth, and I did."
Sean spoke as he slowly went over to Willow.
Willow put her hand over her red lips. She looked as if she was in a daze.
She only looked blankly at Sean and could not utter a single word.
Sean slowly reached into his arms as if to pull something out.
"I, Sean Lennon, mean everything I say to you, Willow Quinn.
"I said for the rest of my life, even if the land is destroyed and the country is gone, you will be my one and only, Willow Quinn.
"It's not a lie.
"Thank you for the past two years."
When Sean said this, Willow burst into tears.
In the past two years, no matter how much others laughed at her, how many cold eyes she suffered, and how aggrieved she felt, she held on and never shed a tear.
Because she knew she had no one to fall back on.
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