Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 835 The Proposal (Part One)

you are the one who has made my life full and rich...

A lifetime is as short as a meteor sliding through the sky. If I don't seize the right moment to fight for the person I love, I shall never get a second chance. So I want to let you know with this pledge that for my whole life, I have never regretted falling in love with you, and that On the return flight to Dragon Island, the atmosphere was awkward and weird on the plane.

For the whole trip, Wing and Molly had been busily whispering over something. It seemed they were conspiring and planning something in secret.

Before they had even boarded the plane, they had ordered Weston and Brian to sit in the front seats which were quite a distance from them. It was as if they had done so on purpose to avoid letting the men overhear their girls' talk.

With a negligent and indifferent look on his face, Brian took out a business magazine from the seat pouch and started reading it as if he had no interest in what Wing and Molly could possibly have to talk about.

Unlike his ever calmness, Weston turned his head from time to time, and stared at the two women and tried to get a hint of their conversation. It fascinated him that Wing was so absorbed in her discussion with Molly, and he wondered at Molly's puzzled and captivated expression as well. Unable to restrain himself further, Weston spoke to Brian in a low voice, "The girls has been whispering the whole trip. I wonder what has so fascinated them?"

Glancing quickly up at the girls, Brian shrugged and continued reading his magazine. "There is nothing about Molly which would fascinate Wing more than our coming wedding. They are probably talking about the ceremony and reception. Otherwise, what else would it be?" he said in a level voice, his attitude casual and reserved as ever.

Weston grinned as he turned to Brian with a pitiful look on his face. "Wing has been waiting her whole life for the day that you finally marry Molly. Now that the days are finally counting down, she would of course be thrilled. I'm sure that she has so much to share with Molly," he said.

Brian raised his eyes from the magazine. From the beginning, the magazine had actually not drawn his interest at all. He pushed it back in the seat pouch and leaned back in his chair. With his eyes staring pensively ahead, he replied in a slow and soft voice, "As long as they are happy, we don't really mind whatever drama they are scheming about right now, do we?"

Approvingly, Weston nodded and said with his eyes shining in contented satisfaction, "We are the same, you and I. We are both now basking in the happiness and fullness which our special women have offered us. This makes us the luckiest men in the world." So saying, his brows suddenly knitted together as an unbidden thought came to his mind. "Brian, is it really true that you are sending Mark to Dragon Island?" he inquired in a tone laced with worry and concern.

Brian did not answer at once. He brooded for a moment before the corners of his mouth lifted into a subtle smile. Somewhat lost in thought, he resumed, "He needs to be trained there. Being a candidate doesn't necessarily mean that he will become a ruler. I don't want to pressure him too hard. He needs to replace his own way when he grows up, and I want him to choose for himself. But either way, he needs training and to be prepared."

Weston sighed at his words. His eyes stared ruefully ahead as he mused. "The world can only see the glory of your family. Everybody thinks that you are as powerful and prominent as a king. But who could ever really understand the hardship and pain that is hidden behind the glorious figure you present? I guess no one," he said.

His voice was full of sorrow and pity as he spoke. A little amazed, Brian turned to him with a confused look on his face. "Why are you being so sentimental today?" he asked Weston.

A wry smile formed on Weston's lips. He gulped a deep breath to organize his thoughts before he explained. "I don't know. Sometimes I wonder if it was such a good thing that Wing was a part of your family." He paused and regarded Wing who at that moment looked so pretty and elegant during her discussion with Molly. A flame of hot tenderness for her filled his heart. He continued speaking with his eyes full of light, love and care, "To Wing, being part of the family is a bad thing. Even though she is fragile like a princess, she also had to receive hard training, regardless of her health conditions. All this because of the family rule that all family members should be trained. But on the other hand, it was also a good thing for her. Because she was born into this family that is wealthy and powerful. Because of that, she was able to receive successful treatment for her Sepsis. You know how expensive medicines are. An ordinary family would never have been able to hold on this far."

It was true. For the sake of Wing's health, they had been using advanced medicines in order to increase the ratio of her blood platelets. Only the best treatments with the least side effects were considered. This also evidently made the cost of her treatment protocols soar. If they had to equate or illustrate how much money it had cost for Wing's treatments so far, it was approximately the net worth of quite a few middle-sized enterprises. This meant that they had bankrupted several companies in order to supply the safest and most effective medicine for Wing.

Brian tapped lightly on Weston's shoulder and consoled, "Don't ever think about the cost. Nothing could compare to Wing's health and happiness. You should only concern yourself with taking good care of her and being by her side whenever she needs you, shouldn't you?" Noting his own overreaction and deep concern for his wife, Weston smiled awkwardly and said, "You are right. I should only love her more than ever." His eyes glistened with a fixed and determined light as he continued, "Only her health matters. As long as her life is full and happy, I would be willing to sacrifice anything, even my own life."

Lifting his mouth slightly upward into a small, subtle smile, Brian nodded his head in consent. Loving Molly more than himself, he understood the feeling which Weston experienced. The men did not speak further after that. Each of them slipped into his own private reverie and dream world. But, among all the other things that had played out, they each knew one thing for sure, the common denominator was their commitment to overcome any difficulties which love had thrown at them. Weston and Wing, after having suffered such hardships, now were finally together and about to start a fresh new life chapter.

Hope and yearning made the happy couple soar, and the plane became an eagle carrying them with great wings above the white smoke of the grievous past. Their new life was like a bright, blue sky, filled with the promise of tomorrow.