The only one in the world is you!" snapped Gizelle with a frown on her face.
What is she talking about? How dare this woman to him, looking for trouble, huh?!
He put his phone on the nightstand. "What's wrong with you? We haven't been married for 24 hours yet but you dare yell at your husband, huh?!"
Gizelle finally fell silent. Still with an unfriendly face. She sat in the dressing chair with a glance at Kenric in the mirror reflection.
"What?" Kenric challenged and Gizelle remained silent. A second later she broke eye contact with Kenric.
"Are you going to wear that dress until morning?" he asked. "Well, I know it's possible that you've never seen a dress as beautiful and luxurious as the one you're wearing. So you don't want to take it off your body, right? Ah, Mom is really good at choosing designers."
If only that man had been a poor man and not her husband, maybe Gizelle would have ripped his mouth out with a butcher's knife.
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