His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1357: Her Name is on the Companion Column_1

Chapter 1357: Chapter 1357: Her Name is on the Companion Column_1

Chapter 1357

Alexander Foster was dressed in a neat, formal black suit, standing tall and imposing, with an air of nobility as if he was a medieval king who had conquered his domain. The look directed at her was imbued with love, gentle and heartfelt.

He was holding a brilliant and beautiful bouquet of roses and approached her slowly.

Chloe Collins had not expected this. Her heartbeat was uncontrollable, throbbing relentlessly, overwhelming her.

He was bathed in radiance, smiling as he came, embodying all her happiness.

He knelt in front of her on one knee and handed her the flowers.

"Miss Chloe Collins, Will you marry me?"

"In the future, through sickness and health, we will always be together, always loyal, growing old together is not just our aspiration, but indeed our destiny. I don’t pursue growing old together, I only pursue being together with you, life after life."

His eyes were filled with sincerity: "Will you join me on this journey?"

Around them erupted excited cheers: "Say yes! Say yes!"

The lights were extraordinary and colorful. The only image in Chloe’s eyes was him.

Finally, the prince’s flowers were accepted by the princess and they embraced each other joyfully.

This night was the lively Christmas day, it was also the day Alexander proposed successfully, and also their engagement day.

From then on, Alexander Foster, the favored son of the finance world, was no longer single in his Wikipedia biography.

Her name was Chloe Collins.

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A week after the lively proposal ceremony, the sensation was still going strong.

Chloe Collins had become the woman all women across the country envied, but no one dared say she didn’t deserve it.

He was strong, but she was even stronger.

That was the core of people’s discussions.

There was barely any objection to this marriage from the public. Everyone was eagerly waiting for the wedding day to witness the grandeur of this high-status marriage.

For the involved parties, Chloe felt no different than usual.

Work as usual, study as usual.

The final exams were ending soon.

By the end of the semester, she had more titles than she had last year: Research Institute Researcher, President of Cloudscape, and, Alexander’s fiancée.

The plan for the next semester had already taken shape in her mind.

Apart from her, there were changes in the lives of others as well.

Milton White resigned from his job at Capitol University and returned to Orlando, occasionally coming back for a visit.

Lydia Lowell began to prepare for her postgraduate studies, often shuttling between school, company, and laboratory.

Perhaps Heiji was stimulated by her and he changed his previous debauched style, starting to look for a wife. He unexpectedly started trying things out with Polita.

Charles, as always, was carefree. He ran a law firm and occasionally took on a case, extremely wealthy but refusing to take over the family business. The place he was often found was the bar he owned. Arguably, he had changed the least.

Robert Foster was still under Master’s supervision. Rumor had it that his injury had healed, but his freedom was restricted and he couldn’t come out.

And then there was Wanda Wesley...

The day after the final exams ended, Chloe opened her door to find Wanda Wesley squatting in front of it.

She was covered in snowflakes, as if she had been squatting there all night.

Her eyes were pleading as she looked at Chloe: "Professor Bush says hypnosis can cause amnesia. Can you make him forget me?"

Chloe looked at her silently for a moment before asking, "Why do you want him to forget you? Isn’t it better if you forget him?"

Wanda Wesley shook her head and on the verge of tears, laughed faintly: "I don’t want to forget him. He is the light of my life. I don’t want to forget."

"And... I can’t forget him. Nothing can make me forget him."

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