As soon as the door opened, Thad Drew was standing outside.
Betsy Russell's expression gradually became serious. She looked up at Thad, pursed her lips helplessly, and said, "Thad, it's late. I want to go to sleep."
"I came to celebrate the holiday with you." Thad smiled at Betsy.
Betsy looked at Thad's face and frowned, asking, "What holiday is it today?"
"Thanksgiving."
Betsy frowned.
"Thank you for giving me the chance to secretly love you," Thad said gently.
Just as Betsy wanted to refuse, she saw Thad raise his right hand, and a thin silver necklace fell from his palm.
When Betsy looked closely, she saw the pendant had the word "颜" inscribed on it.
She realized in her heart that this necklace must have been custom-made by Thad.
"Do you like it?" Thad asked, handing it to Betsy.
Betsy wanted to refuse, but when she looked up, she met Thad's teasing peach blossom eyes, her heart trembling slightly.
