Miss Loop, Whose Engagement Had Been Broken Off, Decided to Give Up This Time

“Hey, are you… Miss Lumina? Why are you here?”

Stephan tilted his head and stared at Lumina.

“Well, actually, I got lost in the garden, and then she helped me.”

Sharon said shyly, and Stephan smiled at him and asked,

“How could she help you the first time she came here when you still felt lost in the garden yourself? And why did you go into the garden? We’re in the middle of a tea party, aren’t we?”

“I was a little tired of the crowd, so I went to the garden. It’s not that difficult to go back the way I came.”

Sharon is surprised to see Lumina’s atmosphere, which is so different from before, and Stephan smiles at her.

“Fufu. That’s great. But it was good to see you. I wanted to talk to you some more.”

The words gave Lumina a bad feeling, and she waited for Stephan’s words with a slight wrinkle on her brow. But Stephan held out his arm and gave her a look that said he would escort her.

Lumina couldn’t refuse, and trying not to let out a sigh, put her hand on Stephan’s arm and they walked back to the tea party.

Sharon followed them from behind, and Lumina wished she had gone home quickly.

There was an empty seat at the top of the venue, and Stephan led Lumina there and asked her to sit down.

This seat was in full view of the venue, and the piercing eyes of the ladies were painful.

Lumina is almost ready to say out loud, ‘If you were staring at me so hard, I would change seats.’

“What does his highness want to talk about?”

“I’ve wanted to talk to Miss Lumina for a long time. Because she’s my first choice as a fiancée, isn’t she?”

Lumina thought about these words thoughtfully and replied to him without smiling.

“Yes, that’s right. I think I would be one of them.”

“You say that with a hint of sarcasm.”

“His Highness is right… Then I have a proposal for you.”

Stephan smiles in amusement, tilts his head and asks thoughtfully.

“What is it?”

But Lumina’s words, which Stephan had been waiting for, were so far above Stephan’s thoughts that he couldn’t help but gape.

“Why don’t you wait until you’re 18 years old to see your fiancée with your own eyes?”

Stephan froze at these unexpected words.