Daniel choked back tears as he said, "Mabel Quinn... the person I’ve been looking for all along was Mabel Quinn, but I was so foolishly deceived into believing I had found her, when she turned out to be a mere imposter. Ten years, Owen, I’ve been deceived for a whole decade, and in those ten years, how much have I missed out on?"
Owen was startled, "Mabel Quinn? What’s going on? Ten years? Wasn’t the person you were looking for Grace?"
"It’s never been Grace Yowell, it was never Grace Yowell!" Daniel growled in a low voice, his eyes starting to hurt again. The pain spread through his nerves, as if his entire head was about to explode.
Daniel let out a moan of agony.
Seeing this, Owen immediately helped Daniel up, quickly checked his eyes, and then, with the butler, rushed him to the hospital.
On the way, due to the pain and intoxication, Daniel slipped into a semi-conscious state, but still mumbled incoherently, "Mabel... I was wrong... it’s my fault... Mabel..."
Owen glanced at Daniel with a tinge of worry in his eyes. Mabel Quinn... so she was the woman who visited Daniel in the hospital last time, the first time he saw Daniel care so much for a woman. Now, it seemed the relationship had become even more complicated.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that Daniel’s suffering wasn’t just from his eyes, more of it was likely related to Mabel Quinn.
"What, Kyle Kinston proposed to you?" In a city restaurant, Alice Conley looked at Mabel Quinn with wide eyes, both surprised and delighted at the news she had just heard.
"Yes." Mabel Quinn nodded with a smile.
"So did you say yes?" Alice asked, but then answered herself, "Judging by the spring breeze written all over your face, you must have said yes!"
Mabel Quinn was momentarily speechless; it wasn’t that exaggerated!
"But how did Kyle propose to you? Flowers? A ring? A candlelight dinner?" Alice began to imagine all sorts of romantic scenarios.
"Uh, in the kitchen. Just after he killed a fish, while I was making soup, he asked if I wanted to get married, and I said yes," Mabel explained.
Alice nearly slid off her chair. This... seemed quite different from what she had imagined.
"Just like that?" she asked.
Mabel’s face suddenly flushed.
Alice widened her eyes humorously and chuckled, "Was there more? Tell me." She knew from her friend’s expression that there must be more to the story.
Only then did Mabel, with a beet-red face, say, "He kneeled down to propose to me." Content orıginally comes from NoveI~Fire.net
Alice was utterly surprised. If it were an ordinary man, she could understand it, but with someone like Kyle Kinston... it was hard to imagine him kneeling before anyone.
Only Mabel could make Kyle Kinston kneel! Alice mused, suddenly feeling that those flowers, diamond rings, and so-called romantic gestures paled in comparison to Kyle’s kneeling.
Mabel would surely be very happy, Alice mused, smiling to herself. On the day Mabel gets married, she’ll offer even greater blessings!
As they chatted and ate, Alice glanced uneasily around and said, "Speaking of which, all those Grace Yowell fans are clamoring to find her and demand an explanation. More and more people are stepping up to pour salt on her wounds. Now, there shouldn’t be anyone coming to bother you, right? How long do you still need those bodyguards with you?"