Novel & Cerita The Summer Proposal

His stern, deep voice was almost like a whisper. "I'm afraid so" she said, "Mr Te-Sumi keeps insisting that you come meet him at Seoul, South Korea. And he has a special gift" " No threats this time huh? I see" he said as he turned to her direction. Mr Te-Sumi, the owner of Te-S company, was a wealthy businessman in South Korea, who had been bothering Fred to sign a business contract with him. Not only that, but he was also inclined on marrying off his daughter to Fred.

I try to protest, pushing away his hand but he ignores me and keeps frowning at Adrien while putting more meatballs in my plate. "I still need to submit a few assignments of that summer course in order to get its certificate. I'm working on it today," Adrien replies after taking his time to chew down the food in his mouth. "You can't spare just an hour?" "Actually Ad, I need help on one of those assignments. Somebody agreed to help me. I'm going to their house today." "They??" Adonis frowns harder. "Who is this 'they'? Is it a girl?" "No, no, It's a guy," Adrien chuckles.

Chapter Two: The Proposal Simeon leaned back in his chair, tapping a pen idly on his desk, a small, amused smile playing on his lips as he replayed the events of earlier that day. It was hard to believe it had actually happened. He had been the recipient of a proposal—but not just any proposal. A proposal from a complete stranger. He couldn't help but have a chuckle to himself as he picked up the card Elizabeth had handed him. It had been ages since he'd had one of these days.

"We all know what Celia wants." "Exactly. A life-saving debt ought to be repaid with marriage. Zac is about to give himself away!" Hearing the commotion around me, I finally snapped back to reality. I did not joyfully agree to his proposal as everyone expected. Instead, I withdrew my hand and looked at him calmly. "Zac, can I really ask for anything?" Zac paused for a moment. Then, he glanced at the pale pink scrunchie around his wrist as if an idea had struck him.

"They'll be a lot of public appearances. The media would be heavily invested. You would meet my family, and you'd need to move into my penthouse to make it convincing." "This is insane,"was my reply. A chuckle left his lips and I nearly melted. "You proposed to a stranger in a corporate lobby. If that's not insane, I don't know what else it is. Finally, You'd receive fifteen thousand dollars a month as compensation. After three months we have a quiet breakup and go our separate ways." My mouth hung open again. I'd never seen that amount of money in my life before. "Any questions?" I shook my head.

“David, don’t get me wrong. I really just want your happiness. And I’m not pushing you into any relationship. It’s not that. I understand Julia is a very beautiful woman…” Very beautiful indeed. “And that she’s intelligent and sweet, but…” “But?” “You need to take it slow.” “No. You’re the one who doesn’t understand, Lina Vitton. Julia and I love each other.” “Oh my God!” The girl puts a hand to her mouth, looking at me as if I were the Bigfoot myth standing right in front of her. “Is this for real?” “It will be if she accepts my proposal. So yes, it’s for real.”

Anyone could see that the other party had put in a lot of effort in this. "Jaz..." There was no way Summer could not recognize Jasper's voice? But didn't he go to Miller Corporation? Did he finish his errands over there? How…? She was so nervous that she wanted to cry. Why... Why was he proposing to her? "Will you marry me? Sum, I will love you a lot." Jasper took off the bear mascot’s head, got up, and smiled at Summer. "Sum, will you marry me?" Summer glanced around nervously. Was it appropriate for them to act in such a flashy manner when they had been lambasted so badly online?

I just want us to talk things out " " are you not going to propose to her? don't you trust her? " " I will find a better time. I don't like to be forced " "dont you love her, or what do you mean by being forced? " " Of course I love her so much and we've been together for sixteen years " " there's never a better time.... I advise that you propose to her and marry her now that she's still around, so she wouldn't have any excuse to misbehave "

he spoke, his eyes clouding, a soft, gentle haze of a summer fog that appeared to obstruct his view. "It has rejected me three times now," he went on, his voice filled with a hint of disappointment, like the soft, gentle whisper of a summer wind that seemed to carry his hopes away. I reached out, my hand brushing against him. "Doesn't something seem wrong somewhere to you?" I asked, my voice gentle, soft, and curious, like the soft rustling of leaves in an autumn breeze that whispered secrets. "I mean; doesn't it seem to you that the person who is writing the proposal is forgetting something?" I asked, my eyes locked on his, like the soft, gentle ray of light of a summer moon in the blacknes

Not when he touches me the way he does. Should I just give in and get it over with? What’s the harm in indulging him for a little while? I mean, I’m not even staying here for long. It’s not like we’re going to start dating or anything. It could just be a summer thing—a fling. No strings. No expectations.