Just moments ago, the haughty girl turned around, baffled, to look at the man behind her. "You know each other?"
The man nodded, striding forward with long legs, a warm smile gracing his face as he approached Emma Hart.
Though they had met only once before, Emma felt a surprising sense of familiarity with him.
"What's the matter? Did you both have your eye on the same dress?" he inquired.
Embarrassed, Emma explained, "It's nothing serious. I can choose another dress. It's just that I was hoping to buy everything in one go due to some urgent matters."
She didn't delve into the specifics.
"Oh, I see. Don't worry," the man responded calmly, leaving Emma puzzled about his intention.
Recalling the last time she had run out of the church in her wedding dress, Emma realized that if it hadn't been for this man, she might have been caught sooner.
