Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1101

"That's not what I meant!" Helen exclaimed, struggling to articulate her feelings. "I love you, Chandler. I really do. But—"

"I'm asking you one thing. Will you marry me? Set aside your doubts and worries for now. Do you want to spend your life with me?" Chandler cut in, his voice steady and resolute.

He added, "I've wanted to marry you for a long time, and my feelings have only grown stronger. If we delay, I'll just keep thinking about it.

"For me, any day we marry would be perfect, simply because it's with you. That's where I stand. What about you?"

Chandler knew he couldn't let Helen's uncertainty continue when it came to making a lifelong commitment through marriage.

Only by marrying her could he fully devote himself to being with her, every day and night.

Even though the photos in the news had been discredited, the mere thought of them still troubled him deeply. He was resolute in making sure such a situation would never come to pass.

Helen could see the unwavering resolve in Chandler's eyes, a palpable sense of irrevocable commitment. His devotion seemed to fill the space between them, touching her heart directly.

At that moment, her inner doubts and anxieties began to fade away.

What was she truly afraid of? As long as it was Chandler, it would all be worth it.

Although she was concerned that external threats might threaten their relationship, she believed that marriage would naturally dispel those fears and solidify their bond.

Her limited experience with relationships might be causing her to have feelings for someone else. However, she was sure that once she and Chandler were married and fully committed, everything would fall into place.

After all, Chandler was the one she loved most.

"Alright, let's get married," Helen said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Chandler, marry me today and make me your wife."

Chandler embraced her warmly. "Thank you, Helly. I promise to keep you safe."

"You fool," Helen said, tears forming in her eyes. "You should be promising to make me happy."

As he walked away, Helen felt a tingling sensation on her forehead. Her face warmed with a flush of emotion, and she suddenly felt a pang of shyness.

Honey.

So this was what marriage felt like.

"Helen? What are you doing here?"

Fiona's harsh, angry voice shattered the blissful bubble Helen was enveloped in.

Looking up, she saw Fiona and Helios being ushered forward by a group of bodyguards. It was evident that they were here to get married.

Helen managed a strained smile and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Congratulations on your wedding, Ms. Cunningham."

Fiona snapped the moment she heard those words. In a frenzied rage, she lunged forward and yelled, "You bitch! I'm going to kill you! I swear I will!"