Love Coming from the Least Expected novel Chapter 240

Even though I was shifting my focus to art, I still hadn’t abandoned my work. Without inspiration, I couldn’t create good work. So, in order to receive more inspiration, I would drive around and enjoy the view outside.

Creating art wasn’t like completing a mission, where I could just sit in front of my canvas and forced myself to draw. If I did that, the end result would just be terrible. However, I needed to finish my next piece within a month’s time for the next exhibition, and I still had no idea what to draw. I couldn’t take my sweet time like before and remained unaccomplished. I would be undeserving to be Christopher’s partner otherwise.

Since I was bored, I sent a message to Key to update him about my current situation. He was very happy with my achievement so far and encouraged me by providing me with a couple of suggestions for my current piece.

After a while, I typed: It’s been a while since you went online. Did something happen?

It took a long time before Key replied, ”I went to a rather remote area. There was no internet access nor a phone line, and I had to work hard every day to earn money. I have only returned recently.”

If Key is working in such an awful place, his family is probably not that well off. I grinned and asked, ”You know, Avenport is a pretty good place. Even ordinary people like us can find a living there.”

Key sent a couple of stickers depicting a doll grinning maliciously, much like how Christopher often smiled at me. Key then replied, ”If you ever find a suitable man, then just marry him. Don’t become a spinster. If he asks your hand in marriage, don’t reject it.”

A spinster? I wished but I am a divorcee.

I pouted and typed, ”I’m not a spinster. If you say something like that to a girl, you’re doomed to live a lonely life until the day you die. Understand?”

“Then, just bring your art supplies with you, idiot. You can’t say no to this. You forgot to prepare my present after all, so consider this reimbursement.” He pulled me onto the bed and hugged me tightly.

I didn’t like his muscular chest, so I moved down a little more and lay my head on his soft belly. I then poked his waist and grumbled, “Don’t get too overzealous, Christopher. It’s only your birthday that I forgot. You’ve been reminding me of that fact every day for the past month now. If you do it again, I’m just going to ignore you.”

I was a little pissy about how he still wanted to take advantage of me even after I have already made up for my little blunder.

Christopher suddenly pulled out a small red box from his pocket and opened it up to reveal a ring inside. He lifted it toward me and proposed, “Eve, will you marry me?”