His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 201 The Wedding Dress

'To avoid arousing Mike's suspicion, I have to pretend to look after Joanna wholeheartedly. It's

annoying!' Becky complained to herself.

"An expert from abroad happened to be stationed at the hospital, recently. Both grandpa and I wanted

to see grandma wake up, so I agreed to have the expert perform surgery on her," Aron replied. He

caught a bit of anxiety flash through her face.

"Then... how is she doing now? When will she wake up?" Becky asked, looking uneasy, secretly

clenching her fists.

"I don't know," Aron shook his head. "We decided to let her undergo the operation, hoping that she

could wake up afterwards. But now she is still in a coma, and we don't know when she will wake up,"

he added.

"God will bless her. She will wake up one day." Becky was relieved when she heard his words.

'Everything will be okay as long as she doesn't wake up before the wedding. I don't think that old

woman will ask Aron to divorce with me after we get married, ' Becky thought to herself.

"But, Aron..." she said, lifting her eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell me about her surgery? If I hadn't come

here today, I still wouldn't know anything about it."

"Grandpa and I decided that we didn't want you to worry about grandma. Besides, the surgery did not

promise 100% success. I didn't want to disappoint you after giving you some hope. I meant to surprise

you when she wakes up, but I didn't expect you to come today," Aron explained calmly. Aron's words

made sense. Becky couldn't think of any reason to get mad at him.

She tried to find something suspicious on him, but failed.

"I hope that you won't keep me in the dark again. If something bad happened to grandma..."

'Fortunately for me, she is still in coma. Otherwise, I will be as good as dead.' she thought in relief.

"I will." Aron nodded. 'All I need to do is not to arouse her suspicion.' he told himself.

Aron parked the car near the wedding shop. Becky couldn't wait to give Isla a call. "Hello, Isla. Aron

and I have arrived. Where are you now?"

Hearing that Aron was there, Isla wanted to cancel but changed her mind. 'I have agreed to be Becky's

bridesmaid. Moreover, I can use this chance to numb myself and entirely forget about him. Why should

I avoid him?'

"I'm almost there. You go on ahead and don't wait for me." Isla replied coolly.

"Isla is almost here. We can wait inside." Becky said with a bright smile on her face, holding Aron's

arm.

"Fine." Aron responded with a little nod. When they walked inside the shop, they were taken to the

second floor. Becky had invested a lot in the wedding. She had invited a famous designer to make a

wedding dress for her.

Luckily, her wedding dress was ready.

"Miss Zhang, your wedding dress is ready. Would you like to try it on now?" A shop assistant asked.

"Oh, yes I do!" Becky replied excitedly. 'I have waited so long for this day and now it has finally come.'

she thought. "Just wait a minute. I'm going to try on the wedding dress. You can see it later." she turned

to Aron.

"Okay," Aron responded. Since they entered the shop, Aron had been inattentive. He frequently looked

towards the staircase, as if he was looking for someone.

Becky was slightly annoyed by his indifference, but she didn't complain. Instead, she went to a fitting

room to try on the dress. Like other girls, she had chosen a strapless dress with a high-low skirt

highlighting her long, slim legs. The ivory skirt was cut into countless wrinkled skirts, and a layer of

gauze softly cast a mist on the pleats.

Every girl fancied lace, and so did Becky. The strapless sweetheart neckline came with side lace. The

dotted white rose, decent workmanship and puffy train made her look like an elegant and gorgeous

princess.

When she walked out of the fitting room, the shop assistants came forward and smoothed her hemline.

Several medieval-style royal dressing mirrors were placed in the shop. When she stood between the

mirrors, all the light focused on her.

"What do you think of this one? Does it look good on me?" she asked, standing in front of Aron.

She was quite satisfied with this wedding dress. All girls longed to receive compliments from their

beloved one, and so did Becky. She looked at Aron with expectation in her eyes, hoping to hear his

praises.

"Pretty good," he replied coldly, giving her a momentary glance.

"Stay focused..." Becky complained, raising her eyebrow. Like other girls, she yearned for a dreamy

and memorable wedding ceremony. She wanted to look good in the eyes of her co-workers. At least at

her wedding, she longed to be the world's most beautiful woman.

Aron raised his head to look at her. "You really look pretty," he nodded.

"Really?" Becky frowned, knowing that Aron was waiting for Isla. "Isn't this too short?"

"No, it isn't. It looks good." Aron replied coldly.

Isla arrived at the wedding shop. When she came upstairs from the first floor, she was astounded by

Becky's beauty. Although she knew Becky was beautiful, she was speechless, looking at her in the

wedding dress.

"Isla, you're finally here." Becky pursed her lips, walking up to her and taking her hand. "Whatever I say

to him, he only nods a 'Yes'. I asked if I looked good in this dress, he only responded with a few short

words. He can't give me any good advice. Luckily I have you."

"Did he?" Isla said, squeezing a smile on her face. "Didn't you ask me to come and try on the

bridesmaid's dress? I don't have much time. I need to get back to work soon."

"Are you serious?" Becky frowned. "It seems that I am the only one who has nothing to do in the

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