Chapter 1296 - 1295: If You’re Willing, Leave the Rest to Me

Chapter 1296: Chapter 1295: If You’re Willing, Leave the Rest to Me

Damn it!

Charles Northwood, hurry and go back!

Tara Jameson looked anxious, then turned into a face ready to cry but unable to shed tears.

"Tara, auntie, uncle."

Although this is just a backward Village, the moonlight does not favor any particular place.

He walked against the moonlight; the specks of light shining on him made hearts flutter.

It was as if he had walked out of a painting; his unique charm made people blush and their hearts race.

A person like this, no matter how you look at him, is not simple.

"Who are you?"

Tara’s mom looked at the young man walking over, immediately knowing he was no ordinary person.

"I’m..."

Charles Northwood really didn’t know how to introduce himself, is he Tara Jameson’s boyfriend?

No, they’ve broken up already, haven’t they?

Is he Tara Jameson’s professor?

No way, he still hopes to become the boyfriend, and where would you find a professor running to a student’s Hometown at night?

"Mom, Dad, you guys go inside, I need to talk to him."

After she spoke, Tara Jameson directly grabbed Charles Northwood’s hand and headed toward his car.

Sitting in the car, Tara Jameson kept a cold face, looking at him very displeased.

"Speak, what’s this about?"

Tara Jameson’s icy demeanor made Charles Northwood sigh.

"Tara, I want to know one answer, excluding all external factors. I just want to know whether you like me or not."

Just as Tara Jameson was about to say she didn’t like him, Charles Northwood suddenly grabbed her arm.

"Tara Jameson, this is the last time I’m asking you this question. If you don’t say anything now, maybe... I might never get this answer again."

Charles Northwood’s gaze was full of sadness, this kind didn’t belong.

Tara Jameson admitted, she was shaken by those eyes.

The moonlight spilled onto the car, shrouding it in a blur.

Tara Jameson stared at him blankly, and suddenly tears started to fall.

"So what if I like you? I’m not going to accept your conditions."

I’d rather break than bend.

"Charles Northwood, who do you think you are? Who do you think I, Tara Jameson, am? You make such excessive demands, do you think I would compromise? I won’t! I don’t want you anymore. I believe it won’t take long before I can forget you."

Tara’s dad and mom stood in front of the car, watching as Tara Jameson sat inside, crying non-stop, not knowing what was being said.

The two of them were obviously beginning to worry.

"Tara Jameson, I only need you to say you like me, that’s enough, really."

Charles Northwood reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her pound on his back.

"Tara Jameson, thank you for liking me, and please continue to like me like this."

Pulling back the distance between them, Charles Northwood leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Actually, he wanted to kiss her, but with the future in-laws glaring at him from the front, he simply couldn’t.

Gently opening the car door, Charles Northwood stepped out first from the car.

"Uncle, Auntie, I am Tara Jameson’s boyfriend. Maybe your first impression of me wasn’t great, but I believe, in this world, I am the only one who can give her happiness, and I will also be the best person for her."

Charles Northwood’s words were a bit too arrogant, to claim in front of someone’s parents that you will be the best person for them.

Do you think their parents are dead or something?

No matter how good you are to her, are you better than her parents?