The customized wedding gown was pure white with brilliant diamonds scattered along the sweetheart neckline. The long satin trail had been delicately embroidered with patterns of jasmine. The flower that Debbie loved the most.
The gown was fit for a princess, and the dreamy, romantic style was what many girls would dream of wearing on their wedding day.
As Debbie slowly approached the gown, she was already mesmerized by it. She then quickened her pace and reached out, touching it gently.
The beauty and elegance of the gown took her breath away, but for Debbie, it wasn't just about the wedding gown. Ever since Debbie was twenty-one, she had dreamed of marrying Carlos in such a gown.
Now, she was nearly twenty-seven, and her dream had finally come true.
"Try it on?" Carlos' tender voice rang from behind her all of a sudden, interrupting her train of thoughts.
She trailed her fingers lightly across the sparkling diamonds. "Is the dress…" 'Rented or bought? Or customized?' she wondered.
Carlos read her mind. He wrapped his arm around her waist and nuzzled her neck while whispering in her ear, "My wife deserves the best things in the world. How is it possible for me to buy you anything ordinary? Let alone if it's a wedding dress for you. I hired a famous design team one year ago. They have spent a whole year designing and tailoring it, especially for you. The dress had just arrived here from abroad."
Debbie was touched, and her eyes brimmed with tears. 'So he began to prepare our wedding a year ago?'
He then turned her to face him and gazed into her teary eyes. "You know, before the car accident, I had begun to select the wedding venue. I was preparing everything, but our lives had changed abruptly. So our wedding had been postponed up until now. Honey, I'm sorry that I made you suffer a lot. I won't let that happen again, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
She saw the deep affection in his eyes, and her tears threatened to gush out at any moment. Debbie quickly raised her head to hold them back, but it was too late. Her tears streamed down her cheeks like a river. Carlos didn't expect that his words would make her so emotional.
Hastily, he pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed away her tears. "Honey, don't cry. It should be a happy thing to try on a wedding dress, right?"
He was right. Debbie quickly wiped away her tears and told the manager, "Please bring it to me. I'll try it on now."
"Yes, Mrs. Huo."
When the manager and other staff went to prepare the dress for Debbie, she secretly planted a kiss on Carlos' cheek. "Honey, thank you." She felt so happy that this man always gave her big surprises.
Carlos groaned and wanted to return a hungry, passionate kiss. Knowing his intention, Debbie cheekily put her hand on his lips, stopping him and then laughed heartily.
"Tsk, tsk. Who's the happiest woman in the world?" The sound of a familiar voice came from behind them out of the blue.
They turned their heads and saw Kinsley leaning against the wall of the wedding studio, casually observing them. They had no idea how long he had been there.
Kinsley nodded slightly and raised his eyebrows at them.
"Well, if it isn't the big star? Why are you here?" Debbie asked as she leaned into Carlos, staring at the man dressed in a low-key style today.
Kinsley straightened up and pulled a woman out from the corner behind him and said, "See? My girlfriend. I heard that Mr. Huo had ordered a wedding gown from this shop. So I want to customize one for my girl too." He turned to eye one of the salesladies in the studio and asked, "Hi gorgeous. I'm Carlos' friend. Could I expect a discount?"
Debbie didn't know the woman standing next to Kinsley, but Carlos did. It was Carlos who found this woman and sent her to Kinsley one year ago.
The saleslady recognized Kinsley as the hot idol. She was so shy that she stammered, "Y-yes… Of course…you can…"
Debbie waved "hello" to his girlfriend and teased him, "I remember your home is in A Country. Why do you have to pick out a wedding gown here in Y City? Don't tell me there aren't any wedding stores in your country."
"No, there aren't. So please ask your husband to open a chain store there. Whenever I get married, I'll certainly go there and take our wedding photos."
Debbie was at a loss for words.
Whether he was joking or not, his words hurt the woman next to him.
But his girlfriend didn't seem to get mad at him. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Whenever you get married? Kinsley, how many times do you plan on getting married?"
The idol meekly hugged his girlfriend and coaxed, "I was kidding. I'll only get married once, and that will be with you!"
Debbie sighed helplessly. Then she followed the saleslady into the fitting room to try her wedding gown on.
Carlos sat waiting on a leather couch. Whereas Kinsley went into another room with his girlfriend to discuss the style they wanted with a designer.
A few minutes later, the door to the fitting room was opened, and the saleslady walked out. She boldly told Carlos in a playful tone, "Mr. Huo, I present, Mrs. Huo. Please be prepared. You'll be smitten with her!"
As she had expected, Carlos took her little joke in his stride. He grinned and locked his eyes on the doorway of the fitting room, not wanting to miss a second.
Moments later, a part of the gown came peeping through, and then Debbie emerged from the room.
Carlos held his breath when he saw her, although it wasn't the first time that he saw her in a wedding gown. She had worn one for the fake wedding to Ivan.
However, this was different. Debbie looked even more stunning and charming in his eyes right now. Perhaps it was because he was the groom-to-be, and his mood was different this time.
Even though she wasn't wearing any makeup and her hair wasn't done, Debbie still looked like the most beautiful woman in the world to Carlos.
The happiness and confidence radiated from her glowing face, and people couldn't help but look at her. Carlos was overwhelmed by her beauty and couldn't take his eyes off her.
When she met his intense gaze, she grinned brightly.
"Hi, do I look good?" she asked.
A few of the staff were busily spreading the long trail nicely on the floor behind her. She stood still, like a sacred angel, shining a warm light into his heart.
Carlos had to swallow hard, suppressing his desire, and nodded, "Yes, you look amazing." Carlos was in a dream, his wife was the most attractive woman in the world.
Debbie was happy to hear his praise.
"Wow! Debbie! You look so beautiful!" Kinsley knew that she had put the dress on, so he came out from the designer office and wanted to have a look.
Suddenly, Carlos jumped to his feet, grabbed Kinsley by his arm, and dragged him out of the room. "Hey, hey. What's up? Carlos Huo, what're you doing?" the idol yelled.
Carlos didn't let go of him until they reached the designer office. He warned coldly, "Only I can appreciate my wife's beauty!"
"What? Your wife will show up at the wedding ceremony with a lot of guests around. Do you forget that?"
Carlos tidied his clothes and said calmly, "This moment, it's for my eyes only."
Kinsley rolled his eyes at him. "Okay, okay. Have it your way. I'll pick out a gown for my girlfriend too. You're not the only one who has a wife. Humph!"
"So off you go!" Without giving him a second glance, Carlos returned to where Debbie was.
She was looking around curiously for him. When he came back, she asked, "Where did you take Kinsley?"
"The designer needed him," Carlos lied.
However, Debbie believed what he said. Then, she lifted the hem of her dress and commented, "It fits me perfectly. I don't think we need to change anything now. What do you think?"
He stood in front of her. "Honey, it's up to you. As long as you feel comfortable with it."
"I feel comfortable. The fabric feels wonderful."
