Chapter 117

"What?" That was the last thing anyone had expected to hear. Even Matthew was stunned. "Well, I never took you for such a romantic, Mr. Dane! In that case, let's raise our glasses for our first toast—to your love! May you win her heart soon and start a happy family!" "To love and happiness!" The rest of the table echoed his words, lifting their glasses in unison. Josephine had no choice but to follow along, clinking glasses with Ethan, still unsure what to make of his confession. "I hope you find true love soon and have a happy family." A glimmer of amusement flickered in Ethan's eyes as he held his glass, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Do you mean that sincerely?" Josephine nodded. "Of course I do!" "Then, I'll be waiting for the good news." Wait, what? What good news? Before she could figure out what he meant, Ethan had already tilted his head back, finishing his drink in one smooth motion. The others at the table exchanged knowing glances. Ethan was in love with her, yet