Mabel Quinn was just thinking when she saw Kyle Kinston open a box. Inside was a delicate pink diamond-studded chain, very unique.
"Do you like it?" Kyle asked.
"It’s beautiful." Mabel nodded, saying that this kind of chain gives off a refined little princess vibe. "It feels very princess-like, but if it’s a bracelet, it seems a bit long..."
"It’s an ankle bracelet," he said. "When I saw this chain, I thought it suited you very well. To , you are my princess."
Her face turned even redder.
He took the ankle bracelet, crouched down in front of her, almost in a kneeling position, opened the clasp, and gently wrapped the delicate chain around her fair ankle, carefully adjusting the width.
Mabel looked down at the man before her, and from her current angle, she could only see the top of his head, his half-lowered eyelashes, his straight nose, and a bit of his chin.
This man, even if he never said he loved her, treated her with such tenderness and care. How many won would see such a man stoop down like this?
"Kyle?" she called out.
"Hmm?"
"Do you know what it ans when a man gives a woman an ankle bracelet?"
He fastened the clasp again, looked up at her with his dark phoenix eyes that were nearly srizing, "aning?" A slight smile appeared on his lips, "It ans you can’t go anywhere, just stay by my side."
In an instant, it seed she could hear her own heartbeat, so intense. If she could only stay by his side, she thought she would be very happy.
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When they got into the car, Mabel Quinn took out a woven leather bracelet from her handbag, "By the way, I’ve finished making your leather bracelet. I’m not sure if the size is right."
"Why don’t you try it?" he said, extending his left hand directly.
On his left wrist, he already wore a PATEK PHILIPPE watch. When her leather bracelet was placed next to it, it seed a bit mismatched. However, the size was right and didn’t need modification.
After trying it on, as Mabel was about to take the leather bracelet off, Kyle said, "No need to take it off; you can just leave it on."
"But it doesn’t really match with the watch. Perhaps I should wear it next ti."
He directly took off the watch from his wrist and then smiled at her, "Now there’s nothing mismatched, right?"
Mabel was montarily speechless, then couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
"What’s funny?" he asked, puzzled.
"I just think it’s quite a coincidence. One gives an ankle bracelet, and the other gives a bracelet," she said.
"So are you saying that by giving a bracelet, you want to never leave you for the rest of my life?" he asked, pulling over her hand, playing with her fingers.
"No... no, I just wanted to make matching couple bracelets for us to wear sothing alike. But mine... isn’t finished yet." She said, cheeks flushed.
"So you’re saying you can live your life without ?" His voice sounded again, but the action of playing with her fingers had already stopped.
"No, that’s not what I an. I was just saying, the aning of giving you the bracelet... I never thought about whether I could leave you or not, uh, that’s not it... Of course, I can’t live without you..." Mabel suddenly felt like she was getting more and more tangled up in her words.
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