"No..."
The moment I said that, all color drained from Ian's face. He reached for my hand and pressed it. His eyes were conveying alarm as he looked at me.
"W-what do you mean No? I thought you love me? Why don't you want to marry me? Do you still hate me? Baby, speak up because your refusal is tearing me in half." I chuckled while t……
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