Book 6: Chapter 41-Gown

Beatrix smiled and was pleased with what Aldrin was showing her now. Her heart almost jumped with joy, and he even put his arms around her. “If you like it, I like it too.”

“I don’t like the dress now; instead, this is what I like.” Clara points to another gown.

Suddenly, the smile on Beatrix’s lips disappeared, and she looked angrily at Clara. She chose the wedding dress herself, and sewing it has already begun.

“Let me see.” Aldrin took the catalog Clara was holding.

“Excuse me, you don’t have the right to change what I wear, and that’s not covered by your job!” Beatrix looked straight at Clara.

Clara looked sadly at Aldrin. “But I like the color and design.”

Aldrin swallowed his own saliva and cleared his throat. He seems to want to repent because he agreed to the agreement earlier. His libido was just putting him in trouble, and now he was having a hard time.

“What? Why are you asking my fiancé?” Beatrix is angry and wants to pull Clara’s hair because of the way she looks at Aldr