DAHIL pinaandar na naman ni Zane ang kapangyarihan ng salapi, naging madali ang mga preparasyon sa kanilang kasal. Avery was becoming depressed even though a small corner of her foolish heart was rejoicing. "Smile, Avery," Zane growled at her once while they were shopping for her wedding dress and trousseau. "You look dying," he added chidingly. "I'm sorry," bulong niya habang yumuyuko. Parang gusto na naman niyang maiyak. "Dammit, Avery! Don't cry here," he rebuked her in a low voice. "Baka isipin nila dito pinagbabantaan kita para magpakasal sa akin!" "I--I'm sorry," ulit niya, garalgal na ang boses. "Pero tutoo naman, hindi ba?" Tumindig ang lalaki upang alalayan siya palabas ng exclusive boutique. Nagpaalam ito sa sales manager. "Excuse us, ma'am, my fiancee's not f
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