My Sweet Wife

Sophie Sabastian was so scared that she sat up directly from the bed, clutching the phone tightly, with a terrified and devastated look.

On the other end of the phone, Wilson’s voice rang again, said: ”Isn’t it good to say that we will try the wedding dress at ten o’clock this morning? Where are you, I’ll pick you up later? Why don’t you say anything?”

“I-I’m at the TV station.” Returning to her senses, Sophie Sabastian said sharply.

“What’s wrong with your voice?”

“Ah, what’s wrong?” Sophie Sabastian realized that her voice was a bit muffled and stammered, “But, maybe I have a cold.”

Afraid that she had said too much to reveal the truth, Sophie Sabastian said quickly, “I’ll go to the bridal store by myself later, you don’t have to come and get it. That’s it, I’ll get busy first, see you later!”

“Okay, be careful driving.”

Her boyfriend’s concern simply made Sophie Sabastian feel even more guilty in her heart, and she couldn’t wait to give that man from last night a thousand cuts to take out her anger, and she got out of bed and hurriedly put on her clothes.

“Damn it, don’t ever let me meet again!”

Sophie Sabastian gritted her teeth and cursed, out of the elevator and hurriedly left, the result was that because she looked down and didn’t look at the road, she collided hard with the person next to her, her bag flung out, and things fell all over the place.

“Sorry sorry sorry!” Heart chagrined to death, apologizing while kneeling down to pick things up.

A large slender hand held a tissue and handed it to her.

Sophie Sabastian seemed to smell an unfamiliar yet familiar male scent, but she was too preoccupied with trying on wedding gowns to think about it, and said thank you, picked up her things and flew away without lifting her head.

She didn’t know that the man behind her kept his eyes locked on her, his eyes deep and dark.

“President Cooper…”

The assistant hurriedly ran over, panting, “I knocked on the door for half a day and no one answered, so I had to give the clothes to the waitress first, and wait for her to send them in to that lady when she cleaned up.”

The assistant finished looking up and sneaking a few glances at his own boss.

Followed the boss for so many years, he has never seen any women around him, and the same as others in the company, always thought that the boss had special hobbies, just … today changed his opinion.

The man seemed to put something into his pocket, lifted his leg and left in big strides, “Let’s go.”

…

After coming out from the hotel, Sophie Sabastian didn’t even dare to go back home, deeply afraid that this wretched appearance would be seen by her family, and looked for a shopping mall with open doors to choose clothes.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

After covering up, Sophie Sabastian took a cab to the bridal store.

Wilson was already there, and when he saw Sophie Sabastian push through the door, he got up and greeted her.

“Sophie?” Seeing Sophie Sabastian’s face a little pale, Wilson worriedly touched her cheeks, concerned: “Why does her face look so white, is everything okay?”

“No … it’s fine.” Sophie Sabastian shook her head.

After seeing Wilson, the guilt in her heart was heavier, as if a stone was pressing on her heart.

The clerk brought over the customized wedding dress and Sophie Sabastian went in to try it on.

When she came out, Wilson had also changed into a white dress, and when he saw her, there was obviously a flash of amazement in his eyes, and he came up to hold her hand and kissed it: “You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen in this world.”

Sophie Sabastian forced a smile and hesitated, “Wilson, I …”

She wanted to tell Wilson about last night, but the words were stuck in her mouth and she just couldn’t get them out.

“Well, what are you going to say?” Wilson saw her stammering and took the initiative to ask.

“I said the wedding dress was beautiful.” Sophie Sabastian finally didn’t have the courage to say what happened last night, “It’s because you have a good eye, if it’s the one I chose, I guess it wouldn’t look so good.”

“Which is my good eye, it’s your natural beauty, you look good in anything!” Wilson smiled gently and raised his head to rub her hair.

Sophie Sabastian blushed even more and forced a smile.

After trying on the wedding dress, Wilson sent Sophie Sabastian to the TV station.

“By the way, Sophie, my Uncle is back.”

Wilson steadily held the steering wheel and drove, saying, “The family is holding a reception banquet for him at night, my mom asked me to take you back together, I’ll pick you up when you get off work.”

Wilson’s Uncle?

It seems like I’ve seen him twice before, this person has always been unsmiling, his body is full of ascetic flavor, letting people dislike and scorn for no reason.