Charles Harrington picked up the bullet from the ground, "This is your promise to me, and I'll take it."
Anna Jadwin was on the verge of spitting blood. How could someone be so shameless? What promise had she made?
"I will definitely marry you. It has to be you."
He had waited for so many years; she had been in his dreams, and apart from her, he had never considered marrying anyone else.
"What about Miss Michelle Harrington? Have you ever considered her feelings?"
"Whose feelings could possibly be more important than yours... Your happiness is being by my side," Charles Harrington said with a profound look. From the moment he saw her, it was as if he had known her for many years. He felt a deep familiarity and warmth towards her and knew at first sight that she was the woman he wanted.
His gaze ignited Wayne Bailey's rage, who wished he could immediately gouge out his eyes.
Wayne had just picked up the pistol when Anna Jadwin wrested it from his hands.
