A headache? Vincent was immediately alert, a haze covering his face, could she be remembering something?
“Dolly, tell me, are you remembering something?” He asked cautiously, staring deadpan at the person in front of him.
Why did he suddenly become so anxious? Dolly looked up and met his eyes with a questioning expression, could it be that he was afraid he would remember something?
“Vincent, I seem to recall a man named Brayden.” She answered deliberately, she just wanted to see what kind of a reaction the man in front of her had!
Yes, when Vincent heard these words, he panicked, and he was even more nervous, if she really remembered Brayden, then how can this wedding still take place? No, wait, she’s not testing herself, is she? Why does she seem so cautious?
And then, Vincent immediately gathered himself and resumed his previous state.
“It seems that your memory is slowly coming back little by little, and I believe that one day, you will remember all of the previous ones, including our past.” He said in a disguised manner.
Dolly turned her face away from him and stopped looking at him… did they both really have a good past?
“Well, Dolly, it’s time for us to prepare the invitations.” He said with a reminder as he gently patted her on the back.
Yes, guest invitations they really should have prepared, so will Vincent prepare invitations for that Brayden again? Watching the backs of the front, Dolly was lost in thought.
Of course he was going to prepare the invitation for Brayden! He wants Brayden to see the woman he loves marry another man with his own eyes, and he wants Brayden to be in pain! Vincent looks out the window with a very indifferent expression.
In this world, there is nothing more painful than seeing your beloved marry someone else!
“Sir, it’s all ready.” A servant rushed over and said with his head bowed. Vincent waved at him, and then slowly walked over to Dolly and took her hand towards the study.
“Dolly, why don’t we, personally, write the names of the guests?” He leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Dolly was silent and nodded, but Brayden’s name was the only one in her mind.
Yes, these so-called guests, they will not go to the wedding of two people abroad, they will only attend the wedding banquet held by someone for two people at home.
The person next to him was meticulously writing the names of the guests and looked very serious.
“Vincent,” Dolly suddenly called out softly.
Vincent looked up and immediately put down his pen, “What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?”
“That, I was thinking, should we still send invitations to those people who approached me before?” She asked in a low voice, not knowing why, but her heart was a bit unsure.
At once, Vincent’s eyes flashed with a hint of sorrow, so, she hadn’t forgotten those people! Was she so anxious to recover her previous memories and then identify with them?
He clenched his fist, his gaze became sharp, Dolly ah Dolly, I can’t move you after all?
“That depends on you, as long as you want them to come to the wedding banquet, then we will write their names.” He hurriedly replied.
“Aren’t you going to let them come over? Aren’t they your friends?”
Of course not! Vincent struggled to restrain his emotions, they would only be his enemies!
“I don’t know them very well, just some nodding acquaintances.” He laughed, a smile that hid some contempt.
I don’t know why, but looking at the man in front of her, Dolly’s heart had a hint of fear.
At this time, Brayden’s office, several people are still discussing together, each looks very anxious.
“Yo, what’s going on? What are you all doing here?” Aston walked right in with a lot of excitement on his face.
This stinky woman, who came here for sure has no good intentions, Anastasia glared at her and turned her head away, not wanting to pay attention to her.
“What are you doing here?” Brayden asked directly, with some displeasure in his tone.
“I came to see you, Brayden. I hear you’ve been busy looking for Dolly lately?” asked Aston playfully.
Anastasia stood up in a flash, her face full of expectation.
“What have you heard? Come on, tell us!” She couldn’t help but ask out loud.
Aston slowly walked towards the sofa and sat down, looking very proud. She gently opened her bag and took out one of the invitations inside.
“Here, this is the invitation Vincent sent me, why? Didn’t you all receive it?” Aston skimmed Brayden next to him, deliberately raised his voice, and said.
Brayden immediately snatched the invitation out of her hand and flipped through it, and sure enough, there were Vincent and Dolly’s names on it.
For a moment, Brayden did not hold up and sat down directly on the couch with a dull expression.
“Oh my God, Dolly is really going to marry Vincent?” cried Amara, her mouth wide open in surprise.
The people around were annoyed by the invitation, but Aston was the only one with a breezy look.
“Where is she? Where is she now!” Brayden asked in a trembling voice as he shook Aston’s arm hard.
This man is crazy! For a Dolly, why so nervous! Aston a force to shake his arm away, and then stand up, the whole body close to him.
“If you ask me, who should I ask?” With that, she stepped on a pair of sky-high “thump, thump, thump” and left.
The people around, looking at the red invitation, were deflating, Brayden picked up a cigarette, lit it, and stayed silent.
“Let’s go rob a wedding!” Suddenly, Leon shouted.
Anastasia immediately dragged him over and glared at him, signaling him to shut up, how could a marriage snatching be that simple? What’s more, with Vincent’s personality and temperament, he must have already made all the preparations beforehand!
Anastasia walked over and comforted Brayden, fearing that he might do something unhelpful on the spur of the moment.
“Big brother, don’t be anxious, let’s think about it, maybe things have a chance to turn around.”
Turnaround? Where is the turnaround? Brayden grunted coldly, and his aura was horrifying.
He put out the cigarette in his hand, and then got up to leave.
Oh no! He’s not going to find that Vincent, is he? Anastasia immediately chased after him.
“Jayden, what are we going to do?” Amara gently punched his chest and asked lostly, for Dolly and Brayden’s sake, she had not worried a lot these days.
Perhaps, one should listen to God, Jayden sighed.