The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 341

When Yves spoke, his voice carried, and everyone in the vicinity heard him loud and clear.

He said, in that easy tone of his, that Winona should marry him.

When Yves spoke, his voice carried clearly to all around. In his relaxed tone, he stated that Winona should marry him.

The potential insult lay not in the word itself, but in the bold, public declaration—the absence of a private, formal proposal. It bypassed courtship rituals, framing the union as a matter of fact rather than a petition. To a man whose pride was tied to the performance of these rituals, this could feel like a dismissal of his role.

But Yves Prescott was utterly unbothered. His casual tone and lack of ceremony weren't a sign of passivity, but of supreme confidence. He had no need for the formalities of pursuit because his value was self-evident.

He was who he was.

He'd marry if he wanted.

He'd be married if he wanted.

He followed his own heart.

"Yves, don't talk about yourself like that," Winona said, lowering her gaze with a touch of shyness. Until this moment, she had never even considered marriage again. But in this situation, with Yves going to such lengths to defend her, she couldn't let him lose face. She wasn't clueless or ungrateful.

In front of Janetta and Shera, Winona turned to the other men and bowed gracefully. "Thank you, Wesley. Thank you, Dr. McCarthy. And thank you, Clayton…"

"You don't have to thank me. I'm just atoning for my past mistakes," Clayton said with an embarrassed smile.

"That's a separate issue. I still want to thank you," Winona insisted. "Thank you, all three of you, for so generously stepping up for me. You've shown me a warmth I haven't felt in a long time, and it means the world to me. I don't have many talents, but I can cook a decent home-style meal. If you ever have the time, I'd love to invite you all over to my place."

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