When Candice first laid eyes on the wedding dress, her eyes displayed an emotion worthy of being called “amazed.” A natural smile appeared on her face, and she didn’t hide her fondness for the dress.
“Miss Dillon, if you like this dress, I’ll help you try it on. This is our store’s most exquisite wedding dress, and I think it suits you perfectly,” the salesperson went all out in promoting, considering her was the future wife of the Pansy Group’s CEO – an important customer and benefactor.
Candice readily nodded, “I’ll take this one!”
Half an hour later, the salesperson drew back the curtain of the fitting room. Candice, wearing the handmade wedding dress, walked out slowly. Her hair was styled into a bridal bun, adorned with a hand-woven pearl crown, exuding an air of elegance.
Standing in front of the mirror, Candice looked at her transformed appearance with surprise. She hadn’t expected to become such a beautiful bride one day – an unexpected joy.
The salesperson was also momentarily stunned but quickly praised and sold, “I was right. This dress looks amazing on you. If Mr. Pansy sees it, he will surely be stunned by your beauty.”
Just as Candice was basking in the compliments from the salesperson, a voice came from nearby, “Miss Dillon!”
Candice turned towards the voice and saw an unfamiliar woman approaching with a smile. The woman greeted, “I didn’t expect to see you here. Are you trying on wedding dresses? Oh, let me introduce myself first. I’m a journalist.”
Candice hesitated for a moment, then politely nodded, showing an official smile, “Hello.”
The journalist glanced at Candice and smiled, “This wedding dress looks really good on you, Miss Dillon. It’s even more beautiful than what the newspapers say… Oh, Mr. Pansy didn’t come with you today?”
What perfect timing! If she could get first-hand material for this big news, a promotion and salary increase were on the horizon.
Candice also paused, then smiled and said, “Patrick has been busy with work lately, so he let me come to try on wedding dresses by myself. He even told me that we are going to have the grandest wedding, one with no regrets and unforgettable moments. Oops… Did I say too much?”
Yes, she admitted she said it on purpose. Since the person in front of her was a journalist, the world would soon know that Patrick was marrying her. What did she have to fear from Jane?
This conversation played perfectly into the hands of both parties.
The journalist quickly shook her head, “It’s okay… You and Mr. Pansy are getting married; it’s only natural. It seems Mr. Pansy must treat you very well.”
Candice’s eyes and smile were affirmative and triumphant, “He spoils me a lot. Even this wedding dress was chosen for me by Patrick. He also said we would go to Paris for our honeymoon…”
Candice didn’t intentionally lower her voice. She wanted the whole world to know that she would be the future wife of the Pansy Group’s CEO.
As expected, a few days later, the news flashed on TV: “Candice tries on wedding dress in the store, confirming as the CEO’s wife?” Jane, at home, had a complex mix of emotions when she saw this news.
She paused, setting down the book in her hands. She felt as if her heart had been clogged with paste, making her uncomfortable; even though this was a plan she had discussed with Patrick long ago, seeing the news about Candice trying on wedding dresses made her momentarily bewildered. Bewildered at the thought: Is Patrick really going to marry someone else?
Jane pressed her eyebrows, her hand going to her chest. She swallowed twice, forcibly suppressing the sour feeling, adjusting her emotions, and went to the hospital to take care of Osborn.
At the hospital, Jane was cutting oranges for Osborn, but it was evident she was not fully present. Osborn turned his head more than once to look at Jane, studying her expression.
Clearly, he had also seen the news about Candice trying on wedding dresses this morning.
In that moment, Osborn felt angry. He thought Patrick was simply vacillating, publicly declaring his relationship with Candice while still holding onto Jane, unwilling to let go.
“Eat,” Jane placed a slice of orange into Osborn’s hand with a faint smile. However, when she tried to withdraw her hand, he grasped her wrist.
“Jane,” Osborn couldn’t hold back any longer and called her name. He looked into Jane’s eyes, speaking rapidly, with evident urgency and anger, “I know you’ve always liked Patrick, but he’s not worth it. Maybe you’ve seen it too – Candice is trying on wedding dresses; they’re getting married, and everyone knows it!”
Osborn’s chest heaved slightly, and Jane, hearing his words, lowered her eyes without saying a word.
To Osborn, her silence seemed more like sadness.
“Patrick broke up with you not long ago. He’s not worthy of you. He gave up on you, only to get engaged to someone like Candice. Jane, don’t be sad for him.”
“Jane, you’ve been taking care of me these days. You may have known my feelings for you for a while. Even though I’m not as rich as Patrick, he can’t give you happiness. I can. I can wait for you, even if you don’t like me now. We can slowly cultivate our feelings. Accept me, okay?”
Osborn had been conflicted every day. He wanted to know Jane’s feelings, and this time he had gathered the courage to pour out his heart to her.
In his view, the current Patrick was unworthy of Jane.
Jane took a deep breath, pulled her hand back from Osborn’s grasp, and hadn’t figured out how to explain everything to Osborn.
At this moment, she could only pretend not to notice the sincere gaze of the man, tucking in his blanket. “Take good care of your injury. After you’re discharged, we can talk about this.”
Osborn hesitated for a moment, slowly let go of her hand, nodded slightly, and said, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
Maria was just outside the door.
She had bought some fruit to visit Osborn. As she arrived at the door, she overheard Osborn confessing his feelings to Jane.
The smile on Maria’s face froze, slowly disappearing. She lowered her eyes, concealing the disappointment in her gaze.
So… Osborn likes Jane this much?
Yes, Jane was so good, taking good care of them. It was only natural for Osborn to like her…
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the fruit basket, paying no attention to the painful prick in her palms from the woven bamboo handle. A sense of sadness crept into her heart.