Florence had probably guessed something, so she followed the maid upstairs without much anticipation.
The maid left after she had brought Florence to the door.
Only Florence and Phoebe were there.
They exchanged a glance with each other. Phoebe’s eyes were full of curiosity, wondering what kind of surprise they would see.
“Open the door, Flory.”
“Ehn.”
Florence nodded and opened the door.
She saw a fully decorated room.
Although she had been fully prepared and known that the master bedroom had been decorated, Florence was still shocked by the stunning view when she saw it personally.
Much to her surprise, all the decorations and styles were her favorite.
It was the most beautiful master bedroom that she had imagined.
The pink indicated happiness and romance.
Even the curtain was with the hollowed-out pattern. The image was of a man and a woman standing face to face. When the wind blew, they were like kissing and hugging each other.
Florence was stunned. Her heart was racing.
She had never expected the master bedroom’s decoration could fit her preference so much.
However, no one except for Ernest could know her so well.
“Do you like them?”
While she was lost in thought, she heard Ernest’s mellow voice.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Florence turned to look in the direction of the voice, only to find that Ernest was wearing a pure black suit, looking quite formal. He was walking out of the cloakroom elegantly.
With a doting smile, he looked so charming that even the whole room of decoration became a mere backdrop.
Florence was agape.
She asked in surprise, “Why are you here?”
“I’m waiting for you to inspect and accept.”
Ernest walked to her step by step, staring at her so tenderly with expectation in his eyes.
Florence couldn’t understand what he meant at first.
She wondered if he referred to this master bedroom.
As soon as she thought of that, her heart jumped to her throat.
She asked in a thrill, “Did you decorate this bedroom?” It felt so unbelievable
“Haven’t you been busy in the vault recently?”
He was so busy that he could only show up at night. After being with her for a short while, he had to leave again. He even didn’t have time to talk with her about their wedding.
Florence had thought that Ernest would appear directly at the wedding ceremony.
Ernest smiled, rubbing Florence’s hair.
In a magnetic voice, he said, “I should be busy with our wedding.”
His words resounded in her heart.
Florence gaped at Ernest. The grievances and disappointment in the past few days vanished instantly.
Her eyes reddened. It wasn’t until then did she realized Ernest wasn’t too busy to care about their wedding. Instead, he took time to decorate their master bedroom.
He just wanted to give her a surprise.
“Thank you, Ernest.”
Florence looked at him while sobbing, pinching his sleeve tightly.
Since she was with him, he had never let her down.
She was surprised as Ernest cared so much about their wedding, and he decorated this room in person.
She thanked him for letting her feel happy and excited for this wedding again.
“For what?” asked Ernest.
He stroke her hair and said solemnly, “Florence, no matter what you want to thank me for, you should show your sincerity. I don’t accept it verbally.”
Florence understood what he wanted.
She curled up her lips into a smile.
With twinkling eyes, she tiptoed and pecked on Ernest’s mouth corner.
Ernest stiffened.
He looked at her in surprise. When he joked with her before, she was always shy. She either pushed him away or dodged. However, she took the initiative to kiss him now.
He thought she was so adorable that he wanted to pounce at her.
However, he must restrain himself now.
Ernest suppressed the heat in his eyes. Pulling Florence’s hand, he led her to the cloakroom.
Florence was confused. “Why are we here?”
Ernest smiled in silence, keeping on leading her inside.
Florence followed him.
When arriving at the big independent cloakroom, Florence gaped again. Standing motionlessly, she just stared with her mouth open.
In the center of the cloakroom hung a shiny wedding dress dotted with tiny diamonds. With a glimpse, she thought she had seen the galaxy.
It was a off-shoulder mermaid dress that would go well with her curves perfectly. It was literally breath-taking.
She used to be a fashion designer, so she could tell with a single glimpse that this wedding dress was designed by a top designer.
She was so surprised that she couldn’t utter any words.
Ernest stared at her tenderly. He held her from behind.
Pressing his chin next to her ear, he whispered, “Do you like it?”
Florence’s eyes reddened. Her lips parted, but she was choked.
Of course, she loved it.
She understood what on earth Ernest was busy with recently.
The Eighth Elder discussed with her on details like the wedding style and all sorts, but Ernest took care of the rest and actually got his hands on the matter.
He even didn’t go to the vault often. Their wedding had become his priority.
Only he knew her preferences.
He didn’t need to ask her but decorated the room secretly. Everything he had done was to Florence’s liking.
Ernest looked at her tenderly. “What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”
“Yes, I like it. I like it so much.”
She now fully realized that she didn’t need to feel uneasy when being with Ernest. He could take care of her and protect her well.
He would pay attention to all her feelings and provide her the greatest happiness in the world.
She felt so lucky to marry him.
Upon hearing her answer, Ernest smiled pleasantly.
He turned her around and let her nestle in his arms. His fingers gently wiped off her tears.
Staring at her dotingly, he said, “This should be a happy moment. Why are you crying? You’ll be moved a lot by me in the future. You should get used to it quickly. Otherwise, you may have to cry every day.”
He was kidding, but Florence’s heart softened. She couldn’t help crying and laughing at the same time.
Ernest wiped off her tears, pecking on her forehead.
“Go try it on, good girl.”
Florence’s heart hammered. She would try on the wedding dress that she would wear at the wedding with Ernest.