Chapter 233. Fake Engagement

Sarah

Enrico made it a point for us to go out for dinner again that night. He chose a bustling restaurant frequented by many London celebrities, which meant a lot of people and even reporters disguised as regular folks, all looking for a good photo to post. I never liked the idea of being in the spotlight, unlike Rachel, but if Enrico had already attracted attention at places before, now that everyone was speculating about our engagement, the interest in the driver had increased significantly.

“At least I look very handsome in all the photos," the cheeky guy dared to say.

"Your biggest concern is looking good in photos, is that right, Enrico!?" I pressed him, pretending to be indignant.

"Don't you like looking good in photos?" he countered.

"It's not my top concern right now," I replied, already a bit nervous.

"What happened?" Enrico immediately noticed that something was different.

"There's a very important event happening