Chapter 257

The next day.

Breathing in the scent of hair lingering at the tip of his nose, Hawk withdrew his mind from his own inner universe. After opening his eyes, he looked at his girlfriend Gwen, who was lying on top of him, teasing him back and forth with her silky hair.

No.

It should be fiancée Gwen now.

Because he had already proposed to Gwen last night.

And Gwen had accepted.

Actually, according to the rules of the world, he should have sought George and Helen's opinions separately before proposing.

But!

The atmosphere was already there.

Moreover, when he proposed last night, George and Helen were both on the scene, so strictly speaking, it wasn't against the rules of the world.

At the very least, everyone was very happy last night.

When Gwen saw him take out the engagement ring, her eyes turned red on the spot, and she pounced over to hug him.

Helen, too, after her shock, covered her mouth and looked at Hawk with a gaze that was both pleasantly surprised and satisfied.

Not to mention Howard and Simon.

After all, the two of them still sleep in the same room, and wanting Gwen's room hasn't been a matter of just a day or two.

Not to mention that Howard also accepted his gift.

As for Simon.

Simon happily asked on the spot if he could move into his sister's room.

And then there's George.

Uh...

Let's not talk about George!

Hawk recalled the scene of the proposal last night in his mind, holding Gwen, who was lying on him, with both hands, and thought of George: "How is George doing?"

Hearing this, Gwen's expression turned a bit strange as she looked at Hawk.

"Dad took the day off today."

"Uh..."

"He has a headache."

"... Alright."

Hawk's expression dawned on him, and he shook his head with a laugh: "My fault."

That's good.

It's just a headache; at the very least, George didn't think about taking him to the precinct or taking him to the New York border for target practice.

However...

Hawk's heart stirred, and he immediately looked into Gwen's emerald-like eyes: "But George didn't object, right?"

Gwen didn't speak at first.

Her pretty face was serious and tense.

The next second.

The smile on Gwen's face blossomed completely, and she looked at Hawk, smiling as she said: "Of course, it's precisely because Dad agreed that he has a headache."

Hawk's heart relaxed, and he smiled completely.

Although whether George agreed or not didn't really affect anything.

But he actually didn't care if his proposal could get George's consent, yet Gwen must have cared a lot.

After all, the wedding expenses for his marriage to Gwen would all be things George would have to worry about.

One hour later.

In the kitchen on the first floor, a radiant Gwen was making a loving breakfast for Hawk.

Hawk didn't help.

He had wanted to help, but Gwen ordered him to sit on the high stool at the island and wait.

Sitting on the high stool, Hawk watched Gwen, who was busy making breakfast for him, looking more like the lady of this house than at any time before.