Chapter 758 Are You Guys Allergic to Romance?
Chapter 758 Are You Guys Allergic to Romance?
Chapter 758 Are You Guys Allergic to Romance?
Abbot's feeling was quite complicated.
He once had a conflict with Maxwell before. Their relationship could not be considered bad, but it was
definitely not good.
He couldn't call his "former enemy" uncle.
He thought, "How can I make up to the enemy?"
Abbot remained silent on the phone, battling against himself.
There were two voices speaking in his heart.
Voice A said, "A right man prefers death to marriage."
Voice B said, "A great man knows when to yield and when not."
Voice C said, "Better to die in memory than live in dialect."
Voice B said, "Sacrifice your life for justice."
For the happiness of his friend, Abbot gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and called out, "Uncle."
Maxwell deliberately said, "What?"
Abbot repeated. "Uncle."
Maxwell said again, "What did you say? The signal is not good. I can't hear you."
Abbot was on the verge of anger. "Maxwell, don't go too far."
Maxwell smiled. "9,213 roses are not easy to get."
Abbot gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! All right."
Abbot's tone was full of resentment.
Maxwell held his phone away from his ear. "I hear you, my nephew."
"Alright, hurry up. I'll see you at the amusement park in twenty minutes."
Abbot sneered, "Twenty minutes? Are you going to fly over from the Farrells' Mansion?"
Maxwell said calmly, "I'm on the way. I still have twenty minutes to get there."
Maxwell hung up the phone before Abbot could curse.
Abbot was sulky and hadn't recovered from anger for a long time.
Obviously, even if he didn't call Maxwell uncle, Maxwell would still help him.
But Maxwell had taken advantage of him.
Half an hour later, Abbot arrived at the amusement park.
The scene proved that he did not endure humiliation in vain.
Maxwell not only brought roses but also brought workers to decorate the site.
Abbot walked up to Maxwell and handed a cigarette to him. "That's what a man does."
Maxwell took the cigarette. "If the site is decorated by you, Colin will kick your ass."
Abbot rolled his eyes. Not wanting to argue with Maxwell, he turned to call Colin.
After a while, the phone was connected. Colin's voice sounded as cold as ice. "You're still alive."
Abbot apologized and said, "I'm alive. I'm alive."
"Everything is arranged. I bet you will be content. Bring Faye over."
Colin sneered, "You'd better hope that."
Colin hung up the phone and walked over to Faye. "Honey, can we go over there and take a look?"
Faye raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Okay."
As they approached the proposal site, Colin suddenly stopped and tightened his grip around Faye's
waist. "Honey, I have something to say to you."
Faye raised her eyes." I have something to tell you, too."
Colin said anxiously, "Do you feel unwell?"
Faye shook her head. "No."
Colin asked again, "What's the matter?"
Faye turned to Colin and looked him in the face, smiling, "Don't be nervous. I want to tell you. I feel less
unease here."
Colin was relieved. Looking at Faye, Colin struggled with himself and finally gave up.
He suddenly didn't feel like proposing to Faye here.
He said he wanted to spread roses all over the thorns, but he was more afraid that the wound caused
by the thorns would not be healed so that the roses would also bring her pain.
Colin's voice was hoarse. "Honey, today I..."
But he was interrupted by Faye's motion.
Faye took a half step forward and hugged Colin, saying tenderly, "Aren't you taking me to see the
scenery over there? Let's go. I'm ready."
Colin put his chin on Faye's head and hugged her back tightly, "Don't force yourself."
Faye said, "I didn't force myself. I'm looking forward to seeing the scenery over there."
The love between wise women and men was like this. There were no small secrets between them.
Therefore, there would be no unnecessary misunderstandings between them.
Colin said in a low voice, "Honey, I love you."
Faye took a breath in Colin's arms. "Me too."
They hugged each other for seven or eight minutes before walking to the proposal site.
Entering the proposal site, Faye lowered her head, her eyes turning red, not only because of the
proposal ceremony but also because of all the family and friends here.
In the seven or eight minutes of their embrace, not only Rebecca, Ethan, and Matthew arrived here, but Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
also Carlotta and Jadon did.
Colin walked up the center, holding Faye's hand. Abbot joked, "Wow, the male and female protagonists
have finally arrived. These flowers are almost withering."
Abbot blinked at Colin and said silently, "I'll liven things up for you to redeem myself."
Colin gave a sneer and remained silent.
Matthew then joked, "Colin, we have set up the stage for you. Just kneel down."
Colin said, "Am I proposing or are you proposing? You seemed more urgent than me."
Maxwell said, "Do you let us propose Faye?"
A kind of smile formed on Colin's lips. "I agree. But you better pray that your life will be long."
Maxwell raised his eyebrows and joked, "Do you want to give it a try?"
Colin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to give it a try?"
Maxwell glanced at Faye and smiled, "I'm reminding you to be wary of other men."
Abbot said, "Who else would do such a wicked thing besides you?"
Maxwell turned to Abbot and said, "Are you saying I'm wicked?"
Abbot touched his nose with guilt and didn't speak.
At this moment, Colin took out a ring and knelt down on one knee in front of Faye.
The whole site quieted down.
Everyone present knew how much they had gone through.
Colin spoke in a hoarse voice, "Honey, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"
Faye extended her hand and said in a choked voice, "Yes."
Seeing Colin put on the ring on Faye's finger, Rebecca and Carlotta were moved with red eyes.
In the romantic atmosphere, a voice suddenly sounded.
Matthew said, "Asshole."
Maxwell said, "What a tricky man."
Ethan said, "What a pruning man."
Robert said, "What a craft man."
Abbot got what they meant and said to Colin, "Good for you, Colin! You made a pun."
The atmosphere suddenly changed.
Carlotta's expression was slightly unhappy.
Rebecca sniffed and said, "Are you guys allergic to romance?"