The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2100

"Arnold."

Hearing Asher's gentle, familiar voice, Arnold turned around with tears welling up in his eyes.

Just a few steps away, Asher stood there in a matching black suit, emanating an air of poise and charisma. He had been hiding it under his coat the whole time, unveiling it only now.

At that moment, Arnold, despite his obliviousness or innocence, finally grasped the situation. Filled with excitement, he let out a gasp, "Ah!"

At that moment, a magnificent display of daytime fireworks illuminated the sky, stunning and magnificent.

"Will you marry me? Of all the roses, none have captivated my heart the way you have," Asher said tenderly. He walked toward Arnold slowly, his voice emotional and irresistibly alluring.

In the next instant, Asher got down on one knee, presenting a bouquet of vibrant red roses with both hands.

"Arnold, I love you. Will you marry me?"

down his cheeks as he stood before the one he loved most. In front of the person he loved

he accepted the roses. He could not stop crying, and his words were choked by

his eyes turned red as he pulled the tearful Arnold into his embrace. "I was right, wasn't I? Whatever others

all the roses white?" Arnold asked in a

might think I was just reusing leftover flowers to make do." Asher

Arnold managed to laugh through his

reason is that when I see white roses, they remind me of you in your

Arnold's ear, his breath hot and tantalizing as he whispered into his

man, so regal and composed, could be utterly intoxicating and irresistible

care about Arnold's sanity at times like

WhatsApp notifications and calls flooding

we answer?" Arnold

phone with a smirk, his dark eyes curving playfully. "No. I've booked a presidential suite at a six-star hotel for tonight. We're not

this, Arnold blushed, feeling his cheeks burning. What Asher planned perfectly matched his