His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 695

"Give it a whirl, I'll be waiting outside for you."

"Mrs. Welton, right this way, please." Eliza followed the staff into the dressing room.

The wedding dress wasn’t exactly made-to-measure. With Eliza's slender figure, it hung a bit loose. The attendant worked some magic with a few pins, and it fit much better.

The curtain was drawn back.

The off-the-shoulder style, the snug waistline, and the spotlight above highlighted her delicate shoulders, casting a soft, radiant glow.

The intricately embroidered veil draped over her graceful collarbones was alluring, sensual, regal, and elegant.

Casper was mesmerized.

He’d never seen anyone wear a wedding dress so beautifully.

What would she look like in the custom-made, multimillion-dollar wedding dress he’d planned for her?

"Do I look alright?" Eliza asked, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks under Casper's unabashed gaze.

Desire lingered in his eyes, and she blushed.

"You're absolutely stunning," he praised, without holding back.

Eliza smiled, a touch shy. "Maybe it's just the dress."

"Mrs. Welton, it's your beauty that makes the dress shine," the attendant chimed in politely.

Casper pulled out his phone, capturing several photos of Eliza. Through the lens, her beauty was undeniable – rosy lips, bright eyes, gentle yet poised.

Did he truly deserve someone like her?

He stood, moved closer, and wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Elle, I've also arranged for Vivian, the world-renowned wedding dress designer, to create your wedding dress and gown. She'll be here with her team after the photoshoot. I can’t wait to see you in the dress I’ve prepared."

He included a side view of Eliza in her wedding dress along with their selfie.

He didn’t hide the post from anyone.

Which meant all the major media and website editors saw it.

Just as expected, news of Casper's upcoming wedding hit the top of the trending searches.

In her living room, nibbling on nuts, Kate saw the news and chuckled cynically, tossing her phone aside.

"Are you still hung up on him?" Allysha asked, puzzled. "Aren’t you planning to marry Daniel?"