Chapitre 1628: Be my wife; I will support you.

It's just that…

Sigh…

The man sat inside the horse-drawn carriage, looking all stiff.

The woman tilted her head to observe him and did not know whether she should laugh or cry at his stern and tight face.

"You find this shameful, right?" she asked, chuckling.

To have such a regal and haughty man wear a prince suit and sit in a crystal carriage was rather juvenile, indeed!

He did not want to reply to that.

She clasped his hand and asked, "Did you prepare all these in secret to surprise me?"

He stroked her hair indulgently. "Are you happy tonight?"

"Happy! Of course, I'm happy!"

Puzzled, she looked down at the gown she was wearing and asked, "But where did you find this gown?"

"I had it tailored for you some time ago."

He continued, "This was from the Milan Fashion Show, Chanel's fairy-tale summer collection."