Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 140: Wanting to Marry Him

Vera Yves was about to set her phone to silent, but Winston Valentine took it and unlocked it by pointing it at her face.

Vera Yves anxiously tried to grab it back, but Winston dodged backward. His body was still quite weak, and when she bumped him, he fell back onto the sofa, pulling her along with him.

Vera Yves finally grabbed her phone, but accidentally pressed the answer button.

Winston Valentine happened to hold her waist just as Miles Monroe’s face appeared on the screen, "Vera, why did it take so long to answer? Are you home?"

Vera Yves dared not move, hurriedly adjusting the angle so that her face filled most of the screen, "Just got here."

"I’ve arranged my work, and I can accompany you to try on the dress tomorrow."

"Hmm, then come pick me up in the morning." Vera Yves smiled at him, but someone pressed her waist, making her body a little stiff, and she tried to distance herself from Winston Valentine.

"Did you miss me?" Miles Monroe looked at her with gentle eyes.

"Didn’t we just part?"

Miles Monroe laughed, "Yeah, we just parted and I already started missing you."

Winston Valentine watched as her cheeks visibly turned red, then suddenly pulled her into his arms with force.

Vera Yves swayed slightly, afraid Miles Monroe would notice. She said to the camera, "I miss you too. I’m going to shower, and I’ll video call you after."

Ending the video call, Vera Yves looked angrily at the man in front of her, "Winston Valentine, was it fun?"

Winston Valentine tightened his grip on her waist, smiling wickedly, "Not bad."

"Do you think saving me gives you the right to do whatever you want with me? Then take it back!"

Vera Yves pushed him away, walked to the hallway, and picked up the vase.

Winston followed her, trapping her wrist from behind, his voice cold as ice, "What do you think you’re doing?"

"Do I have to bash my head in too for you to let me go?"

Winston Valentine felt terribly dizzy. He removed the vase from Vera’s hand, leaned against the wall for support, and regained his voice after a while, "Vera, do you think I saved you to blackmail you?"

Vera Yves pressed her lips together, not responding.

"Do you... really want to marry him that much?"

"Yes." Vera Yves didn’t hesitate, "I do want to marry him!"

"Fine, as you wish." Winston whispered in her ear, his voice light and tinged with a mocking tone, "Vera, you’re just a coward."

Vera Yves froze, watching him push the door open and leave.

A coward? How dare he say that about her? Vera Yves steadied her breathing, called Walter Lowell, and found out Winston Valentine had run away straight from the hospital, having been in a coma for many days and just woken up today.

The madman!

The next morning, Miles Monroe accompanied her to choose the engagement dress, and also selected the outfits for the wedding photos.

Linda Young spared time to help them take wedding photos. Miles Monroe rented a castle, and the two coordinated well, finishing the photoshoot in a day.

In the evening, while sorting the photos, Linda Young picked a few with a sense of mood and atmosphere, did a blur treatment, and posted them on Weibo.

She had a bit of fame in the photography world, with millions of followers. As soon as the photos were posted, comments quickly appeared below.

"Are these wedding photos? So beautiful, is it an advertisement shoot?"

Linda Young responded, "No, it’s a shoot I did for a friend, the original photos are unedited, she’s getting married!"

"Although you can’t see their faces, they look like such a handsome couple. I thought they were models."

Linda Young replied again, "Yes, indeed beautiful and handsome, these are the most beautiful wedding photos I’ve taken."

In a certain dressing room.

Jane Shea looked at the photos that had trended on Weibo.

He’s really going to leave her behind!

She wiped the tears off her cheeks, anxiously dialing a number, as if grasping at the last straw of salvation.

After the wedding photos, the couple began preparing for the engagement banquet.

Penelope Langley initially hired professionals to prepare for the engagement, but Miles Monroe refused, doing everything himself, while Vera Yves focused on being the bride.

She gradually regained the feeling she had as a child by his side, having to think about nothing, leaving everything to him.

In the evening, they sat in the study writing invitations. Vera Yves saw how beautiful his handwriting was, making hers look ugly in comparison, she angrily looked at him, "It’s just an invitation, why write so beautifully?"

"Beautiful? Just normal level."

"Miles Monroe!"

Vera Yves pounced, and Miles Monroe took the opportunity to pull her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her lips, not stopping at a mere peck but setting a fire that blazed widely.

His kiss included a bit of dominance, leaving Vera dizzy for a moment. The ringtone interrupted the cozy room, Miles Monroe held her in his arms for a while before getting up to answer the call.

He had been quite busy recently, and it was rare for them to see each other.

On the day of the engagement banquet, Vera Yves wore a pink cheongsam dress, her hair elegantly styled, exuding a serene beauty, while Miles Monroe in a royal blue suit looked tall and handsome.

Miles Monroe held her waist, smiling and greeting guests. Vera Yves leaned close to him, her smile sweet and captivating.

Everything seemed too good to be true.

Until Jane Shea appeared in the banquet hall, the lively atmosphere seemed to stop abruptly.

Jane Shea wore a beautiful evening dress, with delicate makeup, took a glass of champagne from a server, and walked to the couple with a smile.

Vera Yves almost instinctively clung to Miles Monroe.

Miles Monroe’s smile faded, watching her warily.

Jane Shea smiled openly, "I came today specifically to congratulate the two of you." Her gaze landed on Vera Yves, composed and calm, "Vera, you won’t turn me away, will you?"

Vera Yves felt Miles Monroe tighten his grip on her hand, she let out a gentle yet distant smile, "Of course you’re welcome."

Jane Shea swirled the champagne in her hand, smiling at Miles Monroe, "Then I wish you both a happy engagement." She then downed the champagne.

"Thank you for the blessing, Miss Shea." Miles Monroe’s voice was indifferent.

Jane Shea smiled, taking another glass of champagne, "This one is to wish you a happy marriage in advance, I probably won’t have time to attend the wedding."

Finishing, she downed it again.

Jane Shea grabbed another, smiling, "And this one, wishing you a harmonious union and early children."

Once again, the glass was downed, and Jane Shea seemed unsteady on her feet.

People around them murmured, the atmosphere becoming awkward.

Vera Yves stepped forward to support her, smiling, "Thanks for your blessings, but even if it’s a celebratory drink, you’ll get drunk drinking like this. Let me help you sit for a while."