"Ella, are you angry?"
Arthur also turned to her "Should I apologize, will that make it up to you?"
"Too late." Ella Lacey brushed him off.
"Then should I bring Davies here for you, hmm?" Arthur smiled mysteriously, sparking further curiosity.
"..." Ella Lacey couldn't stand up to him.
In fact, he was still jealous, whether he admitted it or not.
"Forget it."
Ella Lacey stopped arguing with him and, became serious, "You know that Yolanda and Uncle Dilbert are getting married, right?"
"Hmm."
Arthur nodded, musing over her petite nose, "Do you want to be bridesmaid?"
"You wouldn't allow?" Ella Lacey grabbed his ear.
Arthur exaggeratedly pretended to be in pain, "Ella, be gentler, I haven't taken a stance yet..."
"Then speak up." Ella Lacey didn't let go, threatening him.
"Ella, You're pregnant. Being a bridesmaid is a day full of running around, can your petite body handle it?" Arthur reasoned with her.
"..." Ella Lacey was left speechless.
