"Tania," Nolan Lucas walked up to Tania Scott and gently took her left hand.
The bright and large diamond ring was exposed in front of everyone.
Nolan Lucas lowered his head and gently kissed the ring finger on Tania's left hand.
"Tania, do you remember the night I put this diamond ring on your finger? I said I would definitely marry you," Nolan's passionate and deep gaze fell on Tania's face.
He was so handsome, so captivating.
His deep-set eyes, his chiseled features, and the curve of his lips when he smiled.
Every subtle expression enthralled Tania deeply.
She looked back at him, not even realizing the inappropriateness of his words in such a public setting.
That night.
Which night?
Nolan knew human nature well, and with just a sentence, he let the guests' imaginations run wild.
"Of course, I remember." Tania was indeed hooked, "I know you wouldn't go back on your word."
After she spoke, she shyly lowered her head, her cheeks already dyed red like rosy clouds.