Pullan and Abigail walked side by side, noticing Brandon Piers' reaction. Pullan instinctively looked at Abigail, only to hear Brandon's volatile voice, "Stand still."
Abigail was baffled. But in the next moment, she suddenly felt a dripping sensation on her chest. Her face, pale from the earlier shock from the reaper, suddenly flushed.
She quietly thought, Damn it!
Sure enough, when she glanced down, she saw that the top of her wedding dress was almost entirely soaked, with drops still falling to the floor. The back buttons had burst open, exposing her bra.
Abigail, "…" Her neck turned red as well.
She hurriedly draped the man's suit jacket over herself, bowing her head in embarrassment.
Brandon glanced at the tattered wedding dress that Abigail had torn the hem of. The cheap dress was frayed with white tufts everywhere. Uncomfortably lowering his gaze, he saw a pair of chubby feet.
