Jose Floyd embraced Nicole, his voice gentle, his eyes filled with sympathy, "There's no longer a Nicole Seys in this world, only Nicole. From now on, my surname will be your surname. Mrs. Floyd—does this title work for you?"
Nicole smiled faintly, "I've waited for this title throughout my entire youth, exactly ten years. I met you when I was seventeen; after ten years of growth and transformation, I finally hear the words 'Mrs. Floyd'."
Jose Floyd remained silent for a moment, holding Nicole's body, a tightness in his throat, "In the past, I didn't understand how to cherish and appreciate; I learned after losing. Nicole—please tolerate my temper in the future."
Nicole chuckled softly in Jose Floyd's arms, her voice gentle, "Then I'll definitely cultivate you into a flawless man, so I can be carefree and willful before you."
Nicole had meant it as a joke, but was surprised when the person holding her nodded in agreement.
