"Ah! Ah! Say yes! Say yes!"
"Director Sin, hurry up and promise Mr. Thorn!" the company employees began to chant, completely swept up in the thrilling romance of the moment.
"Marry him! Marry him!" The large crowd took up the chant, their voices uniting into a thunderous roar as George let out an enthusiastic whistle from the sidelines.
Listening to the deafening chorus, Evelyn's eyes welled with tears. She covered her mouth in disbelief. Was she dreaming? The man she had loved, waited for, and wept over for years, the very same man she was supposed to face in a brutal custody war this afternoon, was kneeling right here, proposing to her.
So much for 'see you in court.'
As the chants grew louder and louder, Evelyn's tears finally spilled over. She lightly bit her finger. It stung. This wasn't a dream. He was really doing this.
