Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 320

Helen said, "There's no problem at all. However, there's something I want to talk to you about."

Chandler put down his spoon and looked at her. "Go on."

She quickly said, "About the engagement, I want to make it simple. Just a meal with our family will do."

"Is that what you want?"

Helen nodded, and Chandler said, "Since that's your wish, that's what we'll do. Other than your grandparents, is there anyone else you would like to invite?"

Helen said, "No. It's just the two of them. We can invite the rest when we get married."

"Alright, let's do that. We'll get engaged after the new year."

Helen nodded, and they both came to an agreement. Helen secretly let out a breath of relief. Although every woman would hope for a perfect wedding, Esmond had just passed away. It didn't seem appropriate to have a grand celebration, so she decided to keep things simple.

After their meal, Helen returned to her room and sat next to the window alone. She was pondering while looking at the view outside when someone knocked on her door.

"Who is it?" Just as she asked that, Chandler opened the door and walked in.

"Why are you here?" she asked. Then, she saw an exquisite box in Chandler's hand as he walked toward her.

"Here. This is for you."

Helen was confused. "What's this?"

"Your Christmas gift."

She wondered if Chandler started having feelings for her as well.

With that thought in her mind, Helen quickly shook her head, and her expression soured.

She knew Chandler was only doing that because of Esmond. If his grandfather hadn't said all those words before dying, Chandler would never have asked to be engaged with her, let alone give her gifts like that.

Helen knew her limits and that everything was happening because of Esmond.

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Helen returned to class the next day. However, she was clearly distracted that day. She kept her head down with a pencil in her hand, but she didn't write a single word. Phishie quickly approached her and patted her on her shoulder. "What's on your mind, Helen? You sure are focused."

Helen returned to her senses and finally realized she didn't write a single word on her book. Then, she quickly said, "Nothing."