Monica's Engagement Ring From Friends Novels & Stories

Monica had questioned everything, and I was on the edge of revealing it to her, but it had to be a surprise. We walk into the booked-out restaurant, and she scrunches up her nose, looking everywhere, trying to question it. She was really an attorney because she was questioning everything since we got out. The dark room suddenly lights up, and at the end of the aisle that has been adorned with rose petals, Marcus stands looking as nervous as ever with a ring box in hand. Monica looked at me with a questioning expression.

I'm already lying on the bed. Mikayla [ Bitch! Your hands are clearly free now! Then how do you type right now!? Give me the ring’s picture!] I sent the picture of the ring just because I'm done teasing her not because I'm scared of her, okay! Helen [ It's so beautiful, Violet. Oh my God! I'm so jealous.] Mikayla [ Can you ask him if there any if his guy friends available! I like to know them.] Chat continued talking about my engagement ring before I bid good night to them as Mr. Walker had left the bathroom.

Trent said again. Monica had an awkward smile plastered to her face. Her eyes darted from Trent to the crowd and then back again. “Trent?” she asked. “Put the ring on… my finger.” “The ring was on your finger.” It was almost to himself, not to her, but then he looked up, looked her straight in the eyes. “You said it was a long time ago, but it wasn’t. You were wearing your ring.” “No, I wasn’t,” she said, shaking her head. “It was a different ring.”

“If I have to fight with anyone for the rest of my life, I want it to be you. If I’m about to make a stupid decision, I want you to be the one to point it out to me. I want everything with you, love. Forever. So what do you say? Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” She looked shell-shocked, but finally she started nodding and launched herself at me. She hugged me so tightly she almost cut off my air supply, but I would have died a happy man. When she finally released me, I picked up the box and slid the ring onto her finger. The diamond caught in the light starting to stream into the room from outside, throwing rainbows onto the wall. Annie had been clapping and crying and laughing

“Because I didn’t think anyone had actually stolen it… I just assumed Theo was teasing me, that’s all.” “Theo? He’s the one who took it? I’ll talk to him later. How could he do such a thing to you?” Paula scolded her younger son in absentia. “That won’t be necessary, Paula. And also… could we not have an engagement ceremony?” This time, Ruby’s expression grew serious. “What did you say? Why not, Ruby?” “Chris bought me that ring, and I’ll consider it as the engagement ring from him. I don’t want a big ceremony. To me, having received that ring from Chris is enough.”

The media crowded them like hungry wolves. She tried to keep her head high, but her hands were shaking. Reporters asked questions nonstop. “Miss Dalton, is it true you’re engaged to Mr. Adriano Greco?” “Is he taking over the company?” “Was this sudden engagement planned before your parents’ passing?” Each question stabbed her, but she forced herself to stay calm. Adriano placed a firm hand on her back, guiding her through the crowd. His touch made her stiffen, but she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t afford to.

The attention-starved woman was instantly delighted. [Andreas? You don’t usually invite me out like this. Is something going on?] Monica knew she had to push a little harder. "If you don't want to come, then fine. Let's just cancel the engagement!" [Alright, alright! I’ll meet you there tonight,] she decided over the phone. "Make it lunchtime! Tonight I also have a promise to take you home." [Ah, how romantic. Fine then.] The call ended. Monica immediately contacted someone else.

The night before we are supposed to make our marriage official at the town hall, I decide to leave my fiance, Don Luca Camorra. For five years, Luca's friends have believed I'm nothing more than a gold digger. No one believes it more than Giulia Sereni, the girl who grew up alongside him. She claims that a woman like me—a girl who claws her way out of the slums—can never hide the greed in her eyes. So, to prove that I love Luca for who he is, not for his money, I don't spend a single cent of his money throughout all those years. Even the engagement rings we exchanged five years ago are carved from wood. But when Giulia finds out, she only sneers. "Someone who asks for nothing usu

Naomi Henderson, my girlfriend, makes three wishes on her birthday night in front of the birthday cake I have baked for her. Her first wish is for Bryan to stay safe and well every day. Her second wish is for Bryan's project to win an award. Her third wish is for the cat she and Bryan raise together to grow up safe and healthy. Bryan Green is none other than my best friend. I stand by the table, still holding the candles I haven't lit yet, while everyone in the room laughs and joins in on the fun. Bryan turns to Naomi with a playful smile. "How come you didn't make a wish for Julian? He's your boyfriend, you know." Naomi smiles with absolute certainty. "Do I even have to guess what his

As though he was not shameful enough, his gaze dropped to her cleavage and smooth, bare shoulders, "Your dress is amazing." That was all the things he needed to do in the right order to make her feel lust all over again. And with one painful determination, she glanced away from those amber eyes and stood by his side, lest she does something inappropriate. Oh…the engagement was already halfway through. Surely they hadn't spent that much time lusting after each other?! Monica began panting nervously as she watched the couple exchange rings. Automatically, she looked at Philip and Elizabeth, praying she'd be able to fulfill her promise and never return to England…set things right for her cousin