Chapter 308 Next Wednesday, Luke is Getting Engaged

Chapter 308 Next Wednesday, Luke is Getting Engaged

Ethan forcefully seized the breath from Nina's lips, wishing he could merge with her completely.

Every cell in his body was screaming for her, wanting her...

She was his Nina, the light of his life.

Before long, his large hands impatiently removed the clothing that obstructed them.

Like an uncontrolled beast, he devoured her inch by inch.

Nina remained conscious beneath him, enduring his rough force that knew no tenderness, in pain yet pleasure...

...

The next day, Ethan woke with a splitting headache.

He opened his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling, with a faint citrus scent floating in the air.

On the nightstand, a pot of sunflowers that swayed to music was foolishly bobbing its head.

This was Danny's room.

He bolted upright, his clothes surprisingly intact.

What was going on?

He rubbed his throbbing head as fragmented images exploded in his mind.

Dim lighting, a soft bed, and Nina...

She was crying beneath him, clutching his arms, whispering broken pleas for gentleness.

The scene was so vivid it made his blood freeze.

He sprang from the bed, crying out.

"Danny!"

The bathroom door opened.

Danny emerged with wet hair, wrapped in an oversized bathrobe, head down as she vigorously dried her hair.

"Danny!"

Ethan rushed over, gripping her arms with such force it nearly embedded into her bones.

His voice trembled.

"Did I do anything inappropriate last night?"

Danny looked up at him with bright, clear eyes, then smiled.

"Of course you did."

Ethan's heart stopped.

"You hugged my pillow and called out all night."

She paused, deliberately drawing out her tone, mimicking his drunken voice.

"Something like, oh yes, Nina."

"You were drunk and delirious, playing the same tune on repeat. I couldn't sleep all night because of the noise."

Ethan stood frozen. Were those passionate images in his mind just a dream?

"That's all?" he still couldn't believe it.

"What else did you expect?"

Danny tossed aside the towel, rolling her eyes with extreme disdain.

"Please don't occupy my bed anymore. I slept on the couch all night and now my back aches - I'm practically falling apart."

She rubbed her lower back with a look of utter despair.

Thank goodness she woke up early.

Just before dawn, she had climbed up, frantically dressed him, then brought him back here.

As for what happened with that woman Jade...

She wouldn't dare tell anyone what terrible things she had done.

Ethan's gaze suddenly contracted, focusing on her pale neck.

There were two prominent red marks.

"What's this?"

Danny's heart skipped, but her expression remained nonchalant as she scratched lightly.

"Mosquito bites. Look, you have them too."

She pointed at his throat.

"Finally fair - they didn't just pick on me this time."

Last night in her excitement, she'd lost control and bitten his throat.

Those six clear teeth marks had nearly scared her to death.

Later, she could only desperately kiss and scratch that area until she managed to disguise it as it appeared now.

Ethan walked to the mirror with suspicion.

Seeing the messy red marks on his throat, he indeed couldn't make out any particular shape.

It must have been mosquito bites from last night.

"Get changed, let's go eat breakfast." Ethan said, walking to the balcony to smoke.

Nina's eyes flickered as she breathed a heavy sigh of relief. She seemed to have gotten away with it...

That was close!

She had done well with this deception, but she didn't know she needed to take emergency contraception...

...

Meanwhile, on the eastern side of Happy Island.

A pristine stretch of ocean had been specially cordoned off.

Yachts floated on the water, with several jet skis standing by at a distance, and underwater filming equipment fully prepared.

Nicholas wore an impeccably tailored white formal suit, the fabric hugging his broad shoulders and trim waist, his figure tall and straight.

Emma wore that stunning blue wedding dress, modified to be simple and fluid, its train spread across the deck like shimmering waves.

Today, they were shooting an underwater special.

Both put on simple diving masks, and Nicholas extended his hand to firmly grasp her small one.

He said nothing, only conveying with his eyes.

Emma understood and nodded.

Together, they jumped into the sea.

The icy seawater instantly enveloped them, yet there was no chill.

Nicholas led her steadily toward the depths.

The photographer, in full diving gear and carrying equipment, followed behind, his lens constantly tracking them.

This was their third journey to the ocean floor.

Unlike the previous two life-or-death experiences, this time was purely a sweet adventure.

For the first time, Emma had the chance to leisurely appreciate the underwater world.

Colorful schools of fish swam past them, vast coral reefs took various forms - everything was breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly, Emma's gaze froze.

She stopped moving, stunned by the sight before her.

In the distance, on an open sandy area, stood six massive Roman columns.

Nearby was a winged Cupid statue holding a bow and arrow, aiming at two giant hearts intertwined together, glowing with rainbow light effects.

A light blue banner floated gracefully in the water, with waterproof ink spelling out a line of text.

[Emma, in the next life, I want to marry you again.]

Emma felt her heart skip gently.

Her eyes curved with joy as she turned to look at him, quickly tapping on his palm.

[You planned this?]

Nicholas's eyes sparkled with amusement as he replied.

[This is nature's masterpiece.]

Emma couldn't help but giggle, a string of small bubbles escaping her lips.

He pulled her toward a giant clam, then pointed at it.

Emma looked at him questioningly.

He only watched her encouragingly.

Emma extended her slender finger and gently opened the large shell.

Inside lay a necklace.

The pendant was a deep blue diamond crafted into a heart shape, refracting mesmerizing blue light through the water.

She looked up at him in delighted surprise.

She recognized it - this was the world's largest existing blue diamond, priceless.

Nicholas took the necklace and gently placed it around her neck, fastening it himself.

The deep blue gem complemented her blue gown perfectly, making her skin appear even more luminous and breathtakingly beautiful.

He slowly traced letters on her small palm.

[This blue diamond is our oceanic token of love.]

[Honey, I love you, thank you for being with me.]

Emma's heart filled with overwhelming sweetness.

[It's beautiful.]

[Honey, I love you too.]

Nicholas led her dancing gracefully among the Roman columns, her wedding dress train fully spreading underwater like a blooming blue enchantress.

Suddenly, Nicholas removed his diving mask without warning.

His handsome, profound face appeared clearly before her eyes.

His black hair floated in the water, but his gaze remained intensely focused.

Emma also removed her mask, looking at him with burning eyes.

The next second, Nicholas reached out, his strong palm pressing against her lower back, drawing her entire body toward him.

He lowered his head and precisely captured her lips.

Without barriers, this was an incredibly real deep kiss.

Surrounded by the brilliant underwater world like a starry sea, the photographer's lens recorded this absolutely beautiful scene.

He and she were the center of the masterpiece.

Throughout the ocean, sunlight was brilliant, and happiness filled every corner.

...

Emerald City was overcast today, with rain pattering endlessly.

As night deepened, the premium private room at Vast Star Hotel was heated to perfection.

Museum director Erik and his secretary sat on one side, while Evelyn stood nearby with assistant Amy, along with two museum managers.

The head seat and opposite side of the round table remained empty.

Erik was hosting dinner, so Michael as the construction contractor would definitely come, and a representative from Prosperous Finance Company was also expected.

But Evelyn figured Luke probably wouldn't grace them with his presence for such a small affair.

After all, even she was just representing the Jackson Group.

Soon, the private room door opened.

Michael arrived with a woman behind him - curvaceous figure in a striking red dress.

Erik immediately rushed forward, his face beaming with enthusiasm.

"Mr. Morris, please have a seat."

Michael sat across from Evelyn, nodding at her.

The two head seats remained empty.

As the dishes were nearly served, the door opened again.

Luke's tall figure appeared in the doorway.

He wore a perfectly tailored black suit today, broad shoulders and long legs, radiating commanding presence.

More striking still, he was holding hands with a beautiful woman.

She wore a sexy black cocktail dress that made her skin glow porcelain white.

Everyone in the room immediately stood up.

Erik's face flushed with excitement as he hurried forward.

"Mr. White, it's wonderful that you could come. This lady is..."

Luke's gaze swept coolly across the room before settling on Erik.

"Miss Ramirez from Novaria."

"Miss Ramirez, hello." Erik smiled, then suddenly paused with a surprised expression. "The Ramirez family from Novaria - could this be the Ramirez family ranked first among the four great noble houses?"

Luke gave him an approving look.

"Erik, well-informed."

"Mr. White, Miss Ramirez, please sit, please sit." Erik bowed even lower.

Lyra Ramirez nodded gracefully with perfect poise, taking the head seat alongside Luke.

Amy's face showed pure shock as she leaned toward Evelyn's ear, whispering.

"The Ramirez family from Novaria - they're incredibly wealthy. Miss Ramirez and Mr. White together, it's a perfect power couple match."

Evelyn's heart sank heavily.

She studied the woman called Lyra, thinking that besides her pretty face and money, she probably had no real talents...

Michael suddenly spoke, shattering her fantasy.

"Three years ago, I had the honor of attending a Ramirez family banquet, where I witnessed Miss Ramirez's exceptional calligraphy and painting skills. Her musical talent is even more outstanding - I heard she performed a duet with Mrs. White. It was truly a match made in heaven."

"I never expected to see Miss Ramirez again here today. What an honor."

Exceptional in calligraphy and painting, outstanding musical talent.

And she had performed with Luna.

Clearly, Luna was quite satisfied with her.

Evelyn's fingers trembled almost imperceptibly.

She could feel everyone's gazes toward Lyra now held genuine admiration.

Erik stood up, raising his wine glass to break the momentary silence.

"Today marks the completion of our science museum. I'm hosting this dinner firstly to thank Mr. White, Mr. Morris, and Miss Jackson for their tremendous support, and secondly to discuss the museum's opening date."

"Allow me to toast everyone first."

Erik raised his glass first, and everyone lifted their wine glasses.

But Luke suddenly turned to Lyra, saying gently.

"This wine is too strong for you."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

He then instructed the waiter.

"Please bring a bottle of FP fruit juice."

"Certainly, just a moment." The waiter immediately left.

"FP fruit juice - globally limited to ten thousand bottles at ten thousand dollars each. Mr. White is so thoughtful." Amy whispered her commentary again.

Luke ignored the murmuring, placing a cup of tea beside Lyra.

"Use this tea instead of wine for now."

His consideration was absolutely meticulous.

"Cheers." Luke finally raised his glass to everyone.

Everyone immediately drained their glasses.

The fiery liquor burned down Evelyn's throat, suddenly making her eyes water.

She hadn't planned to drink, just wanted to see if he would have someone bring her fruit juice too.

Now it seemed his attention was no longer on her.

Recalling how he had defended her before, it now seemed like a huge joke.

Her chest ached sharply.

So he could be this gentle and considerate.

Only this tenderness was no longer meant for her.

Luke's gaze swept toward her briefly, expressionless, then quickly moved away.

Erik invited everyone to eat.

Luke picked up a piece of deboned fish and carefully placed it in Lyra's bowl.

Lyra smiled at him warmly, radiant and brilliant.

Amy watched in amazement, unable to help commenting.

"Mr. White is so skilled. Looks like this lady will be our future CEO's wife."

Evelyn said nothing, keeping her head down to eat.

Michael suddenly spoke again.

"Luke, I heard from Ken a few days ago that you're getting engaged. Is this news true?"

Luke's hand serving Lyra didn't pause as he answered seriously.

"That's right. Next Wednesday, the 15th, is an auspicious day."

He added profoundly, "What some people don't want, others know how to appreciate."

Evelyn suddenly looked up at him.

He didn't raise his head, continuing to serve Lyra food.

Next Wednesday.

Wasn't that her birthday?

If he had forgotten, that would be one thing.

But deliberately choosing that day for his engagement to hurt her?

That bastard...