Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Chapter 338

In the face of Bonnie's confusion, Sebastian's tone was very even, "I have to choose a suit too."

It is.

Sebastian is the groom at this wedding and is also required to wear a wedding dress, so it's normal to go along. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Bonnie then oh-so-slightly followed Sebastian out the door.

Along with them went four little ones.

After all, they are the flower girls of this wedding, they also need the dress.

On the way, Erika and Joanna were eagerly discussing what kind of princess dress they wanted to choose, making the atmosphere in the car extra cheerful.

Bonnie's mood also followed a lot better, even the pain in the back can be temporarily forgotten.

The car soon arrived at the dress hall.

This is Willisto's largest dress gallery, with an entire building of display areas and hundreds of famous designers brought in from abroad, enough to show the taste and stature of this store.

And when the clerk saw Sebastian's car parked in front of the door, he rushed out to greet it with a respectful tone, "Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant, little lady and little gentleman, welcome."

"Hmm." Sebastian nodded, lifting his feet and walking into the dress hall.

His eyebrows are light, the outline of the handsome face can not see half the emotional ripples, "time is relatively tight, it is too late to customize, choose your favorite, let the designer for you to change a change."

Bonnie nods her head.

In fact, there is no need to customize it, because all the dresses in it are unique, and every piece taken out is definitely a style that can be on the fashion week.

Besides, it's just a fake wedding anyway, so why should she expect so much?

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

With that in mind, Bonnie began to casually survey the wedding dresses on display in the cabinet.

The shopper followed along and introduced patiently one by one.

Bonnie had little interest in listening.

When I saw one that was still more to my liking, I raised my hand and pointed, "Then this one."

"Okay, then I'll go with you to try it on and see what needs to be modified." The shopper said with a smile.

Bonnie then followed to the fitting room.

After changing into it, the guide praised from the bottom of her heart, "Gosh Mrs. Grant, this wedding dress is as if it was tailor-made for you, there is no one in the world who fits better than you."

This is the truth.

This wedding dress made of kraft silk is simple and generous, the bustier design reveals a delicate collarbone, Ying Run slender two arms are wearing lace cutout gloves, retro and elegant, sensual and beautiful.

No need for any embellishment, it is already beautiful beyond compare.

You can imagine how stunning Bonnie would be if she appeared in front of all the guests wearing this wedding dress.

"Really?" Bonnie was a little less confident, and looked at herself inside the mirror, "Does it really look good?"

"Of course it looks good," the shop assistant nodded heavily, "Mrs. Grant, if you don't believe me, just go out and show Mr. Grant."

With that, the shopper pulled Bonnie right out.

Sebastian is waiting on the couch, his long, slender legs elegantly folded together like a fine sculpture.

"Mr. Grant, take a look at Mrs. Grant, is she the most beautiful bride in your heart?" The guide asked loudly.

Sebastian then slowly lifted his head and looked at Bonnie.

Bonnie palms unconsciously a thin layer of sweat.

In the meantime, she is looking forward to Sebastian's affirmation.

"It's beautiful." Sebastian said slowly.

Bonnie's heart suddenly rose up with a small fire.

Her whole person is steeped in more energy, and even praised this wedding dress in turn, "It's because the wedding dress looks good."

"It's you who looks good." Sebastian suddenly corrected again from the side.