Chapter 2 Asking Her

Rose William walked gracefully into the restaurant located on the rooftop of a five-star hotel. The maroon V-neck dress she wore perfectly complemented her ten-centimeter stiletto heels, making her look like a Greek goddess. She headed towards a table and immediately caught sight of a young man in a blue tuxedo smiling at her.

"Are you booking the whole restaurant again?" Rose approached her lover.

"Of course. I won't let any interruptions spoil our romantic dinner," Andrew Jonas stood up and welcomed Rose, gently kissing her cheek. He then pulled out the chair in front of her and gestured for her to sit.

"I prefer dining in public places. There are many girls stealing glances at you," Rose said.

Andrew chuckled at Rose's statement. "No other girl can divert my attention from you," he said. He picked up a wine glass and took a sip.

"I know, but I really enjoy seeing those girls look at you with hope and give me cold stares," Rose said, taking a sip of her own wine. "So, what's so important that you booked the entire restaurant just for us?"

"The night is still young, Sweetheart. Let's eat first," Andrew glanced at the waiter standing by the corner of the room, signaling him to serve the main course.

"I'm really curious," Rose said. "Do I have to wait until after dinner?"

"Your patience will be rewarded, Sweetheart," Andrew replied with a warm smile.

There was nothing Rose could do but return the warm smile. Andrew's smile was something she loved the most in the world. Andrew rarely smiled; he always seemed cold and aloof. However, no one could doubt his handsomeness. It took Rose a year to see Andrew's smile.

Rose reminisced about the night when she was first officially introduced to Andrew. Who didn't know Andrew? He wasn't a celebrity like Rose; he would never attend any parties or social events if they weren't related to the company. But Andrew's reputation was well-known among various circles in the city, from businessmen to celebrities. Being the sole heir of Jonas Enterprise, with a face and body that seemed to be sculpted to perfection, made Andrew the most wanted bachelor in the entire region.

Frida Jonas played the most significant role in bringing Rose and Andrew together. During the inauguration of one of Jonas Enterprise's shopping centers, Frida introduced Rose to her nephew.

"Andrew, this is Rose. Nick's niece," Nick William was Frida Jonas's husband. "She's a top model. Beautiful, isn't she?"

Rose distinctly remembered how Andrew only glanced at her briefly before turning his attention back to the MC hosting the event. Rose knew a lot about Andrew Jonas. No woman had succeeded in getting close to him. It was as if an impenetrable wall surrounded him, making him cold and unreachable.

For Andrew, all women were the same. Would they still approach him and swarm like flies if he wasn't the sole heir of Jonas Enterprise? That's why he chose not to get involved with any woman. He preferred to expend his energy on work and advancing the company.

"Relax, Rose," Frida whispered when she saw disappointment in Rose's face. "Auntie will help you win Andrew's heart. If there's any woman who should marry Andrew, it's you."

Frida Jonas proved her words. One year after their first meeting, Andrew invited Rose to a romantic dinner and expressed his feelings for the beautiful girl. Rose instantly became the happiest woman in the city. Newspapers and gossip columns displayed Andrew's face having dinner with Rose. Since then, every woman looked at Rose with envy, hoping to take her place.

Their relationship had been going on for almost five years. Rose followed Frida Jonas's advice on everything she needed to do to win Andrew's heart.

"Andrew likes women who are tenacious, independent, strong-willed, and smart. Those are all traits that his mother had, and he will certainly look for a woman like that to accompany him."

From then on, whenever she was with Andrew, Rose always tried to appear independent. She drove her own car, carried her shopping bags, and even cooked on her own. Occasionally, she would cook for Andrew and bring the food to his office. Gradually, these efforts made Andrew open his heart to Rose. The final step that made Andrew confident in Rose was when she expressed her intention to pursue a master's degree in communication. Andrew fully supported Rose's desire, but so far, she hadn't realized her initial plan.

"Cappelletti di Agnello con Crema di Parmigiano eTartufo, tonight's special menu." A chef approached the table and began to serve the dinner. "Cioccolato Albicocche eMenta for dessert. Mr. Andrew didn't order an appetizer."

"We should head straight to the main course as there's something important we'll discuss afterward," Andrew smiled at Rose.

"Okay then," the chef replied politely. "Please enjoy your dinner, Sir and Madam. Excuse me."

Once the chef disappeared behind the door, Andrew spoke up again. "So, are you going to apply for the master's program this month?"

Upon hearing Andrew's question, Rose nearly choked on her food. She quickly reached for the glass next to her and drank the red wine until it was gone.

"Are you okay?" Andrew looked concerned.

"I'm fine, darling," Rose said. "I have a fashion show in London a few months from now. I'm worried that if I enroll in the master's program this year, I won't have enough time."

Andrew nodded, trying to understand Rose's reason. What made him fall in love with Rose was not only her beauty but also her strong determination. Andrew was impressed when Rose expressed her desire to continue her master's degree. She said she didn't want to be a model forever. She wanted to build and run her own business. The stereotype of beautiful girls having no brains definitely did not apply to Rose.

"Are you finished with your meal?" Andrew asked, taking a napkin and gently wiping Rose's lips. "Are you impatient to taste this dessert?"

Rose shook her head. "I'm eager to hear what you're going to tell me."

Andrew remained silent for a while, gazing at Rose's face. He then reached for Rose's fingers with his right hand, while his left hand pulled out something from his tuxedo. Rose almost screamed when Andrew revealed a small velvet box and showed its contents. A ring with a large and sparkling diamond.

"Rose William, will you marry me?"

The twenty-seven-year-old girl nodded, both unbelieving and extremely happy. "Yes... Yes...!"

Andrew smiled warmly again and then took out the ring to put it on Rose's ring finger. "Marry me and give me many children."

In that instant, the happy smile vanished from Rose's face. Reflexively, she pulled her hand from Andrew's grip, making him furrow his brow and turn to look at Rose with a cold gaze.