He Proposed To My Sister Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

But look where the fate had bought us. "You are innocent and guileless", he said with a shake of head. "What?", I asked him trying not to get affronted. "Jake was right. I knew that the first time I met you that you will give me trouble", he said. "What?", I asked not understanding his words completely what was he saying. "I proposed your sister because I was afraid I would have fucked you if I didn't", he said to casually throwing me completely off. "You liked me?", I asked him staggered.

"Oh is that a wedding invitation?" She picked it up before I could answer and I watched her read it and it was genuinely fascinating because I could see the exact moment she started plotting how she tricked me into the wedding. In my past life, my dear sister had cried to me saying she needed us to go to a business submit to help her gain ideas for a proposal that would land her a permanent role. And I stupidly believe only to be thrown into the wedding I never planned on going. The whole ordeal was so pathetic I boiled in rage recalling it. Now, I know your plan this time! You won't win!

I inquired but deep down felt something different. "Yes!! Sister, I only wanted to tell you that, Juilan proposed to me, and we would get married in a months time. (CHAPTER ends with a shocked look on)

I skipped my way towards her and hugged her tightly. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!! He proposed Silea!! He proposed!! " I pulled away and flaunted the ring on her face.. "Look look... It's so big!! He must love me so much!!! " Her face twisted into something before she smiled at me.. "Oh my my!! I am so happy for you, Sister... Finally my sister will be marrying the man she loves.. " I nodded... "I couldn't believe it at first... You know how much I love Owen.. Though he had ups and downs, I could never let him go.. "

"Brielle! Well, forget about trying to change my mind about her. I love her, and I've already proposed to her." "And what did she say? You said you proposed to her, not that you are engaged to be married. I guess she said no." What was it my sister was again? She should have been a detective or something. How was I supposed to explain that Brielle, that I have fought my mother over, had turned me down when I proposed to her? My phone rang, and I had never felt so happy about a phone call like I did now.

"I will say this and only say this once. Stay. Away. From. April. Just because we have a little misunderstanding, don't you dare think, for even a fleeting second, that this is an opportunity to get closer to her?" Jacob chuckled lightly, and I wanted to rip his throat out. How dare he become so disrespectful. Did he forget that I was the Alpha of the pack? "It seems your little nap has displaced your brain by a few inches. You shouldn't even be worried about me. Maybe we failed to mention it earlier, but your sister just got proposed to us some hours ago." My eyes grew wide. I turned to Ivar, and he looked at me and affirmed Jacob's words. It felt like hell was about to freeze over.

I had blurted out. "Then you might miss the best proposal of your life." He had told me, and I couldn't resist the offer. He asked me to meet him in a restaurant near Waikiki beach. Despite knowing he was forbidden and that his brother was my sister's ex-boyfriend, I was intrigued by the strange offer. And I had even been more shocked to find out that he meant an actual proposal. Marriage.

Step into my life and make it hers, but only better? I wanted to fight. To fight everyone— Davina, Elna, Imka, Zuri, Anele. Why were they so hellbent on denying the facts? Even Elna, the sweetest one of us who had always found it difficult to tell a lie was doing the same thing as they were. I hear a squeal from downstairs and recognise it as my sister’s. Only she would make a sound like that and it would still sound somewhat musical. “I don’t know, but he might even propose soon!” She said in a very loud voice.

“I said… soon… to be… Mrs. Gonzales.” I leaned back in my chair, the heavy leather groaning softly in protest. My eyes narrowed, focusing entirely on my son, then flicking over to Mia, whose expression had tightened just the smallest amount. Wow. He actually said it. I didn’t miss-hear him. The aftermath of the failed wedding hadn't even fully settled down to dusk yet, and my idiot son was proposing to the sister. The sister who set up the entire scandal. The sister of the woman who was currently breathing down my neck, demanding justice.