Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover
Chapter 783

Winston was quiet for a moment. His eyes were locked on Cassie's face, which was undeniably stunning. Ever since they were kids, he'd always thought her face didn't quite fit the rough-and-tumble image she projected. It was just too clean, too delicate. Honestly, he should've figured it out much sooner. But those childhood memories, mixed with her usual carefree swagger, had clouded his judgment. Even now, standing here, he found it hard to wrap his head around it all.

When Cassie came clean about being a woman, it was like she'd thrown his brain into a blender. At first, he was stunned, completely blindsided. It felt like she'd been playing him for a fool. Then came the anger, burning hot and fierce. The kind of anger you feel when you've been hoodwinked, kept in the dark, and made a fool of. It roared through him like a wildfire, threatening to consume everything.

But amid that blaze, something else started to bubble up-a small, persistent spring of joy. It kept rising, eventually turning into a rushing flood of happiness that doused the flames of his rage. Now, this happiness had completely taken over his heart.

Yet, when Cassie casually dropped the word 'breakup,' his emotions felt like a tiny boat tossed around in a storm, ready to capsize at any moment.

Cassie watched Winston, who was still lost in silence. His face was a whirlwind of emotions, leaving her guessing at his thoughts. With a sigh, Cassie started, "Winston, I know I messed up. I shouldn't have lied. If you can't deal with me being a woman, let's just part ways amicably. If you feel wronged or insulted, I can even compensate you for any emotional distress..."

"Cassie, was this all just a game to you?" he asked, cutting her off.

His question caught her off guard, but she quickly replied, "Of course not."

"Do you love me?" he pressed.

She heard him clearly this time. Her face turned serious. "Of course, I do. Why else would I be with you?"

"Would you be willing to spend your life with me?" His tone was dead serious, making Cassie feel like she was in a courtroom.

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Cassie knew her own heart well enough. She'd harbored a secret crush on Winston since they were kids.

Winston and Wayne were identical twins, and to outsiders, they were indistinguishable. But to her, they

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Winston was always the mature,

well-mannered one, a true

gentleman. Wayne, on the

other

hand, was wild and loud, a complete

contrast.

Wayne enjoyed teasing her, often picking fights. But once, she overheard Winston warning Wayne to lay off saying he wouldn't stand for it. Wayne had asked, offended, who his real brother was. Without missing a beat, Winston replied,

"Even if you're my brother, won't let

you bully Cassie."

As a kid, she liked to pull Wayne's stunts, partly for revenge, partly because Winston's laughter was infectious. She loved seeing him laugh.

After Cassie's answer, Winston said, "Go grab your ID and Social Security card."

Cassie blinked, confused. "What for?"

"To get married," Winston replied with a straight face.

Cassie's jaw dropped. "Winston, are you serious?"