Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 388

Nora's fingers trembled slightly, her entire body going weak.

She tried to pull her hand back, but Hudson held on tightly, his lips remaining pressed against her skin, his dark eyelashes casting long shadows over his cheekbones.

Right then, she felt something cool slide onto her finger.

She froze, instinctively looking down.

A ring now rested on her ring finger.

It was a thin, ultra-minimalist platinum band, with a single, delicately cut diamond set flush into the metal, catching the light in a million tiny flashes.

It wasn't some gaudy, oversized rock. It was understated, elegant, and perfect.

Nora stared at the ring for a full three seconds before her eyes widened in shock.

She yanked her hand back, bringing it close to her face, examining it from every angle.

It was the exact custom ring she had ordered from the designer.

She distinctly remembered the designer saying it would take at least a week to finish. It had only been three days.

Plus... she hadn't even gone to pick it up yet.

How did he get it?

While she was staring in sheer disbelief, her eyes fell on Hudson's hand...

On the ring finger of his long, elegant hand sat the matching platinum band.

They were unmistakably a pair.

Nora clamped a hand over her mouth, absolutely stunned.

Was he wearing it earlier?

How did she not notice?

"How... how do you have this?"

Hudson chuckled softly. Releasing her hand, he took a step back and dropped to one knee.

He looked up at her.

He leaned down, pressing a reverent kiss to the ring on her finger, then to her fingertips.

He looked like a devout believer at an altar.

"Nora, will you marry me?"

The tears flowed even faster now.

She nodded aggressively, her voice choked in her throat, taking every ounce of strength she had to force out the word.

"Yes."

Hudson's eyes curved into a brilliant smile. He looked as if he was glowing from the inside out. Standing up, he pulled her tightly into his arms.

In this life...

He had everything he ever wanted.

He could die without regrets.