Chapter 1287

Chapter 1287:

Madisyn watched his stunned expression with delight. A wave of relief and joy washed over her—her little surprise had played out just as she hoped.

She smiled, her tone teasing.

“Mr. Klein, aren’t you going to accept my ring?”

A Mobius ring symbolized eternity, an endless loop of love with no beginning and no end.

Andrew had heard Madisyn mention this before, but never did he imagine she would present him with one in such a fashion.

Madisyn tilted her head back, downing her wine in one smooth motion, the ring meant for Andrew resting delicately on her lips. The usual cold elegance she carried was gone, replaced by an intoxicating allure.

“Mr. Klein, we’ve known each other for so long, but the more I get to know you, the more I fall for you—over and over again, every single day. I designed these rings myself. They represent our love—eternal, unbreakable. You are the first man I’ve ever loved, and you will be the last. If you feel the same, let me put this on you, okay?”

Madisyn twirled the ring between her fingers, her gaze locked onto Andrew’s.

Andrew’s dark eyes held only Madisyn’s reflection. There was no room for anything else.

Silently, he extended his hand to her, surrendering to the promise embedded in the small silver band, a bond he had no desire to break free from.

“Do you like it?”

Madisyn carefully slipped the ring onto his finger, admiring how perfectly it fit.

Andrew’s hand—strong, well-proportioned, and effortlessly masculine—made the sleek band appear even more striking. She couldn’t resist running her fingers over it, tracing the cool metal against his warm skin, unable to look away.

As he felt her lingering touch, a quiet joy surged in Andrew’s heart.

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“I love it, baby. Thank you.” With that, he finished his wine, reaching into his glass to retrieve the second ring.

This one was smaller, more delicate, crafted just for Madisyn.

He looked up, seeking her approval.

“Honey, may I?”

“Of course.”

Madisyn extended her hand, and as Andrew slid the ring onto her slender finger, it gleamed under the dim lights, a perfect match for his.

Their intimate exchange didn’t go unnoticed. The other guests in the private room, caught up in the moment, erupted into cheers.

Seeing the couple lost in their own world, the group insisted they share a piece of cake together in front of everyone.

But for Madisyn, what she had just done was already pushing her limits. The idea of sharing a piece of cake with Andrew in front of an audience was simply too much.

Noticing her discomfort, Evie quickly jumped in to save her.

“Come on, they’ve already given us enough sugar for the night. Any more and we’ll all get cavities! Just go enjoy yourselves!”

With the revelers successfully distracted, Evie turned to Madisyn, her expression warm with happiness—and maybe just a little envy.

“Madisyn, you and my brother have such an amazing relationship.”

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