Snapping out of it when she heard that, Xavia then shook her head before asking, “That’s right… Who are you planning to confess to again?”
…Was that really important? Still, he knew that he wouldn’t get an answer without first being frank, so he simply sighed before telling them the entire story…
Once he was done, the delighted Xavia was quick to exclaim, “T-that’s great! Tiffany is a swell woman, and I really like her! To think that she’ll be my sister-in-law soon! Anyway, you got this, Brother! Just shower her with gifts and flowers and I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful impression on her! Oh, and be sure to choose a proper place and use heartfelt words when you confess! Women absolutely love that!”
“Indeed. Honestly, she seems like she’d love red roses, though… Maybe that’s a bit too old-fashioned. Be sure to get a bit creative with that info,” added Zivon, causing Ian to frown.
He had to prepare gifts? And choose a meaningful location? Was he confessing or taking a test?
Moving back to Tiffany, she couldn’t help but continue rewatching the footage of him watching over her that night over and over again… She just couldn’t help herself. And whenever she got bored, she’d try her best to keep up to date on Ian’s situation regarding his confession… It was just a constant stream of restlessness…
Fast forward to later that night, her phone suddenly rang… and to her shock, it was a call from Ian! Rightfully confused, she cleared her throat before picking up and asking, “…Is there anything I can help with, Sir Ian-”
“Come to my office.”
“…H-huh? This late at night?”
“You heard what I said. Didn’t you promise to support me? Are you regretting that decision now?”
…Wait. Did he want her to discuss the confession? Or was he telling her to witness him confessing to another woman? Both sounded equally horrible!
Her train of thought was cut short when she heard him say, “I’ll be waiting.”
“Though this may seem like a regular rose, have a touch and you’ll learn that it’s actually made from crystal…”
“…W-what? It’s beautiful…! Are you planning to give this to the girl you like…?!”
Nodding in response, Ian replied, “Indeed… I’m bad at showing how I feel, and since I learned that women like flowers that aren’t exactly perpetual, I gathered that I may as well have one made that will last for all eternity… I’m assuming you like it?”
Of course she did… But what was the point of asking her that? It wasn’t like it was for her… Pursing her lips, she eventually replied, “…It’s beautiful, but putting that aside… Do you need help with anything else, Sir Ian?”
If he was going to be happy with someone else… So be it. She’d wish him the best of luck!
To her utter shock, however, he suddenly knelt on one knee… and after staring into her surprised eyes for a while, she heard him say, “…Yeah. I need you to give me a straight answer…”
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