At this moment, backstage of the concert.
In Stefanie’s lounge, Cherie, with red eyes, personally helped her take off her wedding dress carefully. She choked out with distress "Stefanie, I really don’t understand. Since you have already decided, and wore a wedding dress at the concert, why didn’t you call Charlie’s name?”
Speaking of this, she complained somewhat indignantly, "If it were up to me, you should have forced him to marry you directly in front of tens of thousands of viewers, in front of the nation's fans! Once the wedding dress is on, directly call him to come on stage, and then ask him on stage in front of everyone when exactly he will honor his promise."
Stefanie looked at herself in the mirror. Cautiously, she took off the shiny diamond earrings and said with a smile, "You must have watched too many romantic dramas. Feelings and marriage are not forced. Why use your influence to force people into doing what you want? It's not like no one in the entertainment industry has done this before, but isn’t the result still divorce?"
After that, Stefanie said very seriously: “Today is the first time I celebrated Charlie’s birthday after so many years. I didn’t want to take this opportunity to force him to marry me, I just wanted to tell him personally on his birthday what kind of feelings I have had for him over the years, and I have already agreed to wait for him for three years. If I called him by name on the spot and asked him when he would honor his promise, it would be counterproductive."
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