"If you ask me, I’ll say that you're just too impatient. Dean must be occupied at this moment, so how can he pick up your call? We've waited the whole morning, it won’t make much difference to wait a little more," Solomon comforted.
"This isn't about how much time we've been waiting. The point is, it's already 11, and they need to start the ceremony at 12. If it begins after 12 o’clock, it's considered bad luck in Athanian tradition.”
With eyes staring at the entrance, Solomon waved his palm and waited. "In my opinion, you are just being superstitious."
"Urgh, men really don't know anything at all!" Daisy pinched his arms. She could die from anger just by talking to him.
After a while, her phone rang, and Dean’s name was o n it. Daisy immediately picked up the call.
"Dean, where are you right now? Have you arrived at the bridal shop? Have you met Summer already? How long will you take to reach here? Can you rush here by 12 o'clock?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Daisy blabbered incessantly in one breath. There was no room for air a
tall.
Solomon, who was standing by her side, could not help but pull her arm, signaling her to ask her questions one by one.
On the other side of the phone, there was a moment of silence. It was only after a while that Dean slowly answered, "Mom, I’m sorry but I can't go on with the wedding. Let’s just cancel it.”
Hearing this, Daisy was stunned, and she stood there like a statue. After a while, she said, "De-Dean, what did you say? Did I hear you wrongly?"
"Mom, you didn't hear me wrongly. I'm sorry!" Dean purposely answered in a slow manner.
"Why? What is going on?" Daisy's legs turned weak, and she could not stand straight. All of a sudden, darkness flashed before her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Solomon quickly held on to her body and took the phone from her. "Why can’t you go on with this wedding? What is your reason?"
Ignoring everyone’s indifferent look, Solomon and Daisy maintained a smiley face to clean up the mess.
Although Daisy was trying hard to put on a smile, her head was throbbing. Throughout her whole life, she had never faced such an embarrassing situation before.
"But...I don’t want us to end here. I want to pester you for the rest of my life, just like this. What should I do?"
As he gently rubbed his sharp nose against her collarbone, a gush of warm breath spread on that part of her neck.
Summer's body trembled, and she pushed him away." Mark, you can’t continue to act like this anymore..."
"Then what should I do? What do I have to do for you t o stay by my side? How can I dispel your thoughts of marrying Dean? Tell me, I'll do it..."
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