My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1475

The people around laughed. Suddenly, a child appeared and surreptitiously set down one of the satin flower garlands that Ethan's parents had made themselves next to Hendrix. It was obvious that he was hinting at something.

Hendrix took the flower garland. Perhaps he felt that it was inappropriate, after a split second, he got up and left the room. The guests in the hall were all surprised by his sudden leave.

Fortunately, he came back a few minutes later with a large bouquet of roses in his hand. The fresh roses looked vibrant. It was quite a sight for a handsome man to be holding such a large bouquet.

He walked towards me, got down on one knee, and said affectionately, "Arianna, I'm not a smart man, but I want to give you everything I have. I will continue to love you in the way I know how, and learn how to love you more and more each day. I still have a long way to go in life, but I'm hoping that you will be there with me, every single step of the way."

I held back my laughter. It was a rare sight to see Hendrix, who was usually quiet and impassive, speaking so much all of a sudden. This was probably the longest I've ever seen him speak!

"Arianna, why are you still in a daze? Hold out your hand and accept the ring!" Yana urged me impatiently. Before I could even react, Yana was behind me, raising my arm.

Hendrix slid the ring onto my finger. Immediately, the crowd erupted into deafening applause, as if giving us all of their blessings.

The wedding was really lively, and all of us were happy.

I bade her farewell and got into the car. It was Evan who came to pick us up. Looking at Hendrix sitting beside me, I suddenly felt a little sentimental.

Since when did our ambitions and dreams for the future get replaced with a simple goal: to spend the rest of our life with the right person?

Maybe after reaching a certain age, all we wanted in life was nothing more than peace and stability.

"What are you thinking about?" Hendrix asked, gently putting his hand on top of mine. His hand was really warm. I looked up at him, smiled, and answered, "I'm just wondering, is my husband getting old?"