Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Rose’s Unexpected Answer

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Amid the roar of the crowd, Rose wondered if she had imagined it.

She stared at Trevor’s extraordinarily handsome face in shock.

The man stood before her, gazing down at her. Somehow, there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Had Trevor really just proposed to her?

The thought lingered in her mind.

What finally snapped Rose back to reality were the gasps erupting around her, followed by increasingly loud cheers and applause.

"Oh my God! What a surprise!"

"So the other couple is the one getting engaged first!"

"We hit the jackpot coming here tonight! This is incredible!"

"That gentleman is so bold! Just say yes already!"

Wave after wave of voices crashed over her.

The entire restaurant seemed to descend into chaos.

Samantha’s expression froze.

The confidence and pride she had worn moments ago shattered completely.

Everything she had carefully planned—the proposal, the attention, the spotlight—had unraveled the instant Trevor stepped in.

In the blink of an eye, she had gone from being the center of attention to a supporting character.

Her proposal had been interrupted.

The ring intended for her had been taken away.

The entire evening had become a disaster.

She bit down hard on her lip.

While she was furious that Rose had stolen the spotlight, what shocked her even more was Trevor’s relationship with Rose.

Close enough to consider marriage?

How had Rose become involved with a man of Trevor Robinson’s stature?

For a split second, Samantha’s heart skipped a beat.

Instinctively, she glanced at Ryan.

Across from her, Ryan remained leaning comfortably against his chair.

The hand holding his wineglass had stopped its slow rotation.

His dark eyes were fixed on Rose.

There was no anger.

No loss of composure.

No sign that he intended to intervene.

Only a calmness so profound that it was impossible to read.

Samantha couldn’t decipher his thoughts at all.

She was just beginning to relax.

Then the crowd’s cheers drowned out everything else.

Most of the guests had completely lost interest in her.

No one was urging her to propose anymore.

Everyone’s attention had shifted to Trevor’s straightforward and unexpected proposal.

Trevor, meanwhile, appeared entirely unconcerned about becoming the center of discussion.

Still holding the diamond ring, he spoke calmly.

"You don’t need to feel any pressure."

His voice was steady and reassuring.

"Take your time and think it through. This is an important life decision, and you deserve the chance to make it with a clear mind."

After a brief pause, he continued, "Of course, you have every right to refuse me. You don’t need to be influenced by anyone else’s expectations."

Rose’s mind was spinning.

But she understood exactly what Trevor meant.

He was telling her she didn’t need to accept his proposal to save him from embarrassment.

She could say no.

The choice was entirely hers.

"Mr. Robinson..."

Her lips trembled slightly.

She truly couldn’t process what was happening.

Only moments earlier, she had been the humiliated party, forced to watch another woman flaunt her victory in front of her.

Yet now, in the blink of an eye, she had become the one standing at the center of everyone’s attention.

The reversal was almost surreal.

In her daze, Rose suddenly felt a deep, piercing gaze.

She looked up.

Across the restaurant, beyond the cheering crowd, Ryan sat quietly in his seat.

His posture remained relaxed yet dignified.

There was no sign of panic.

No sign of anger.

No indication that his wife was about to be taken away by another man.

Rose couldn’t decipher the emotions hidden in his eyes.

But she could clearly see the indifference.

The cold, deliberate indifference he made no effort to conceal.

As though four words were written plainly across his face:

I couldn’t care less.

A faint, mocking smile tugged at Rose’s lips.

Before she could react, another burst of applause erupted nearby.

Caleb and several G.S. employees had arrived.

It was impossible to tell how long they had been watching.

Caleb appeared surprisingly composed, while the others looked excited and thoroughly entertained.

Laughing, Caleb stepped forward.

"Our Rose is beautiful, talented, and capable. Of course men are going to admire her."

His voice carried clearly through the crowd.

"Unlike certain people who have no charm of their own and spend their lives stealing from someone else’s plate."

Several people laughed.

Caleb continued without missing a beat.

"I have to say, Rose and President Robinson standing together really do look like a match made in heaven."

He deliberately spoke in English, as though directing the comment at a particular person.

Samantha’s face darkened.

She wasn’t sure whether Caleb knew anything.

But she had the distinct feeling that his words carried a hidden meaning.

Unfortunately for her, Caleb wasn’t finished.

Switching to fluent Cantonese—a language he’d picked up during years of doing business in Hong Kong—he raised his voice again.

"Hello, everyone! The woman being proposed to is my friend."

He grinned broadly. "Today is clearly a double celebration. To thank everyone for their blessings, I’ll cover the bill for everyone’s drinks tonight!"

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause.

Many people weren’t applauding because of the free drinks.

They were applauding because they genuinely felt the moment deserved celebration.

The atmosphere instantly became even more festive.

Rose could practically hear Caleb’s intentions.

He was doing it on purpose.

He was repaying Samantha for every bit of humiliation Rose had endured.

And he was taking a shot at Ryan while he was at it.

The restaurant manager immediately seized the opportunity and ordered several bottles of premium wine opened.

Caleb personally grabbed one.

Then he walked straight to Ryan’s table.

Smiling broadly, he poured a glass.

"Mr. Knight, let me share some of this good fortune with you."

His grin widened. "After all, when it comes to proposals, it generally looks better when the man takes the initiative. When a woman does it, she just ends up looking a little too eager."

Samantha’s expression darkened further.

Her spotlight had already been stolen.

Now Caleb’s words felt like a direct slap in the face.

Yet what mattered most wasn’t Caleb.

It was Ryan.

Ryan glanced at the celebratory wine Caleb had poured.

His expression remained calm.

His voice was low and unhurried.

"Mr. Byrne, aren’t you celebrating a little too early?"

He deliberately spoke in fluent Cantonese. "Ms. Bennett hasn’t accepted the ring yet."

Nearby guests who understood the exchange immediately turned to look at Rose and Trevor.

At the same time, Rose unexpectedly met Ryan’s gaze.

His eyes were sharp.

Focused.

Unwavering.

For a brief moment, the noise of the crowd seemed to fade away.

Then Rose smiled.

A soft, quiet smile.

Without hesitation, she reached out and wrapped her hand around the ring Trevor was holding.