Chapter 179

The evening breeze by Seravein couldn't cool the heat still lingering on Sara's cheeks. Just thinking about that kiss made her heart race, as if it might leap out of her chest. She hesitated for a second, then mumbled, "I know it's a little late, but… happy birthday." They had spent three years together, and in all that time, Spencer never celebrated his birthday—not even once. It was well past midnight now. His birthday had already slipped by, but the wish still needed to be delivered. Spencer didn't say a word. He simply looked at her and smiled. Sara shifted awkwardly in his arms, trying to step back. But he didn't let her go far. The tenderness in his gaze didn't escape her, though she didn't dare meet it. Then, Spencer reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small box, holding it out to her. Sara asked, "What's this?" "Open it," he said, a touch of mischief in his voice. Under his gaze, Sara lifted the lid. When she saw the pink diamond ring inside, she went compl