Chapter 910:
I hadn’t expected him to say that, and it warmed my heart. I clung to his arm a little tighter.
Upon hearing this, the saleslady quickly lowered her head in apology.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Wharton. I was too careless. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Wharton!”
“Hello,” I responded politely.
Afterward, the saleslady led Herbert and me to the second floor.
As usual, Herbert and I walked hand in hand, closely connected like a couple.
In truth, this was the simplest happiness. I had it now. As long as the two of us could live happily together and our children were safe and content, I would be very happy. I didn’t need anything more in terms of relationships. I knew that happiness wasn’t easily won, so I held onto his arm tightly. I hoped that, in the future, I could always be by his side, walking through life together…
The VIP hall on the second floor was spacious and even more luxurious.
The decoration on the first floor was more elegant than on the others. Herbert, being a man, quickly changed into his formal wear and sat on the sofa. He was reading a magazine and sipping coffee, waiting patiently.
As for me, being a woman, it took much longer to change my hairstyle and put on the wedding dress.
Herbert’s POV:
Half an hour later, the door of the dressing room finally opened, and Bella stepped out, wearing a white wedding dress.
Bella was always beautiful, I had always known that. But now, in this wedding dress, her beauty surpassed my imagination. She wore a veil on her head, and the design of the dress left her shoulders exposed, with the elegant curve of her chest delicately revealed. Sexy yet graceful, the dress perfectly outlined her figure. The long skirt, several meters in length, added an air of refinement and elegance.
“Is it beautiful?” Bella asked.
I immediately put the magazine down, got up, and walked toward her, taking her hand in mine.
The wedding dress was stunning, but there was one thing I wasn’t completely satisfied with.
“Is it ugly?” Bella asked, her voice tinged with concern.
I smiled and shook my head.
“No, it’s beautiful. I hired a famous Italian designer to create it for you, but… I’m not sure it’s worth the money.”
I reached out and gently touched her cheek.
Bella looked at me, a bit puzzled.
“I think it’s perfect. The style is unique, and the fabric quality and craftsmanship are flawless. Of course, it’s a little expensive, but the work of an Italian designer is always worth the price. What’s wrong with it?”
At that moment, I glanced at the neckline and said, “The design here isn’t right. I think I’ll send it back to Italy for some adjustments.”
The dress was a little too revealing in the chest area. I couldn’t allow other men to see what was meant to be mine. It was a test of my patience.
