Chapter 345 The Proposal
"It sounds pretty good to have the fiancée of the president of Robinson Conglomerate serve as the company's local culture design manager. It's perfect for the entertainment section's headline," Noah teased Quentin again.
"What do you mean?" Lauren was even more puzzled when she heard Noah mention it again.
"Let Quentin tell you himself," Noah said as he was about to leave. He didn't want to watch Quentin and Lauren being affectionate in front of him.
"Just let HR know about these arrangements and get them implemented as soon as possible," Quentin instructed.
"Yes," Noah said, closing the door behind him as he left.
Who knew what Sophia would think if she found out about this?
Thinking of this, Noah suddenly felt a bit worried.
"What do you think?" Quentin asked Lauren directly, "About getting back together with me."
"I..." Lauren didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"Just tell me if you want to or not." Quentin said.
"I do," Lauren answered without hesitation.
Lauren was startled by her own straightforward answer and quickly covered her mouth in surprise.
Hearing the answer he wanted, Quentin walked up and hugged Lauren tightly. "Lauren, let's start over."
"Okay," Lauren nodded happily, feeling like she was floating on a cloud. This happiness felt too unreal.
Quentin released Lauren, gently wiped the tears from her face, and then kissed her eyes.
First, it was her eyes, then her nose, cheeks, ears. From gentle kisses, the intensity gradually increased until Quentin kissed Lauren's lips, greedily pushing his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner.
Lauren's breathing became rapid, and her legs grew weak.
Quentin skillfully held her waist, and they lay down on the nearby sofa.
Quentin pressed against Lauren, his hand slipping under her shirt and unhooking her bra.
Lauren blushed, "Here? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Quentin bit her lip and chuckled, "This is my office, why not?"
Taking advantage of Lauren's open legs, Quentin seized the opportunity to go further.
It had been a long time since Quentin had made love to Lauren, so he was more excited and impulsive than usual.
Whether it was Lauren's scent or her graceful figure, Quentin wanted to savor every bit of it, not wanting to miss a single moment.
But this time, Quentin was much gentler, probably because he truly loved her.
Because of love, he felt tenderness.
Lauren felt like crying; she didn't know how to express her happiness, so she decided to give herself entirely to Quentin, trying to cooperate and satisfy his needs.
It was unclear how long it lasted, but Quentin finally stopped, reluctantly letting go of Lauren.
When Quentin woke up, he saw Lauren smiling at him.
Since Quentin had torn Lauren's clothes to shreds, she had no way to get up.
Seeing Lauren's chest, Quentin couldn't help but feel a surge of desire again. He pulled Lauren into his arms and kissed her passionately.
Lauren panted, looking at the desirous Quentin, her face flushed.
Embarrassed, Lauren didn't know where to hide, so she buried her head in Quentin's chest.
Quentin glanced at his watch and saw that it was getting late. He got up, dressed, and took a shirt from his wardrobe for Lauren. "Just wear this."
With no other choice, Lauren put on the shirt.
Quentin's white shirt was a bit large for Lauren, almost reaching her knees.
Lauren stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself, messy hair, a man's shirt, clearly looking like she had just made love.
"What's wrong with that? It just declares that you're going to be the mistress of Robinson Conglomerate," Quentin teased Lauren.
Hearing Quentin's nonchalant tone, Lauren silently rolled her eyes at him.
"It's easy for you to say. Why don't you go out like this?" Lauren muttered.
"What did you say?" Quentin asked Lauren.
"Nothing." All of Lauren's complaints vanished upon hearing Quentin's question.
"Wait here. I'll have someone bring you clothes," Quentin said, kissing her forehead. "I have some work to handle. Stay here and don't wander off."
Lauren initially thought Quentin wanted her to go out in his shirt, but fortunately, he was considerate.
Thinking of this, Lauren felt a warm current in her heart.
Lauren nodded, agreeing to stay in Quentin's office.
After giving instructions, Quentin left.
Soon after Quentin left, someone brought clothes for Lauren.
Lauren opened the package and found a black lace dress.
Lauren's already smooth skin looked even more perfect in the dress, and her voluptuous figure appeared petite and cute.
'I wonder what Quentin will think when he sees me like this?' Lauren thought.
At this moment, Lauren felt like the happiest woman in the world.
After some discussion, Quentin decided to hold their wedding on Christmas Day.
Quentin planned to hold a press conference on Christmas Eve at the most luxurious hotel in City A to announce to the media and the public that he and Lauren were getting back together.
Lauren hadn't taken a single break until that day arrived.
Every day, Quentin took her to various bridal shops to try on wedding dresses. It was said that on Christmas Eve alone, Lauren would have to change into three different outfits.
"This is too much trouble," Lauren thought, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
"My wife doesn't need to be frugal," Quentin said calmly.
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