Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Vivian was speechless and aggrieved.

"The wedding dress I picked is not good?" John turned a deaf ear to her grievance.

"It's good." How dare Vivian say no? "Very good, very beautiful. Then I will wear this wedding dress you like on our wedding day."

She agreed reluctantly mainly because he liked the wedding dress.

"Since the wedding dress is picked. Let's talk about something else." John raised his chin to the opposite seat, indicating her to sit down there.

It was rare for Brother John to sit face to face with her in a peaceful manner. Even before Nina appeared, he only occasionally responded with one or two words.

Sitting and chatting peacefully like this was the happiness that she didn't dare to own but had imagined for countless times.

Although Brother John looked a little strange, she was really flattered.

He could treat her well before they got married. Would he treat her better after getting married?

Vivian was excited. She couldn't wait to get married and hoped that January 23 would arrive soon.

"Okay." Vivian sat opposite him gracefully, staring at the person she had been thinking about day and night tenderly,

to the wedding which will never be forgotten." John put one hand into his trouser pocket, turned around and left.

Lisa also walked the two men out. The other shop assistants were busy with their own work, leaving Vivian frozen in place.

Look forward?

She didn't dare to look forward to it.

Her whole body was trembling. The fear in her heart finally opened the door and rushed out, occupying her whole body.

When Vivian returned home, she was still wearing a black wedding dress. She was as cold as an ice stick.

She forgot how she went back. All she remembered was that someone pulled her into the car with one hand, pulled her out of the car, and another person to pull her home.

"Vivi? Why did you come back in your wedding dress? Where is your coat?" As soon as Julie touched her daughter's bare arm, she felt the coldness and withdrew her hand. Then she took off her coat and put it on her daughter. "Why are you so cold?"

Vivian was as dull as a walking corpse. All she could think about was the words of John before she left, "look forward to the wedding which will never be forgotten."

It was like a curse that lingered on her.