Malcolm deliberately slowed his pace with each step, listening to see if Ulric was following.
Not hearing any footsteps for a long time, Malcolm quietly turned back. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen wrong.
Ulric was crying.
He was actually crying!
Although there was no sound, the sorrow in his deep eyes and the redness at the corners were unmistakable.
Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, soaking the collar of his white shirt, the wet spots gradually spreading…
It’s often said that men don’t easily shed tears unless deeply hurt.
Ulric must really love Rosalind. At least at this moment, Malcolm had no doubt about his sincerity.
After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand, took out his phone, and snapped a photo of Ulric crying, intending to send it to Rosalind.
He thought that if Rosalind saw this, there might be a turning point; she might change her mind!
But when Malcolm found Rosalind’s WeChat contact and opened the chat window, his fingers paused.
He didn’t send it.
If… if Rosalind got back together with Ulric, he had a feeling that he would never have a chance to stay by Rosalind’s side again in this lifetime!
Just forgive him this once, for being selfish this time.
Silently putting away his phone, Malcolm turned and left without waiting for Ulric to come downstairs.
He thought, if fate arranged for Ulric to hear about Rosalind’s pregnancy at this moment, then it was meant to be! If not, that was also fate.
…
Rosalind thought she would be sleepless all night. After all, once the wedding ended tomorrow, she and Ulric would truly part ways.
The next time they met, who knew what the scene or their identities would be like?
But perhaps because of the pregnancy, she fell asleep once she closed her eyes.
She was awakened by the ringing of her phone; it was an unfamiliar number.
“Hello, Miss Ruell. I’m the wedding planner. I’m here to pick you up.”
“I’ll get ready and come down.”
Hanging up the phone, Rosalind quickly got up and prepared herself.
Since she would be getting her makeup done later anyway, she went downstairs with a bare face.
Seeing a black car parked by the roadside, Rosalind walked over, opened the door, and sat down. To her surprise, Ulric was also in the car.
Rosalind was stunned.
After all… on the wedding day, wasn’t the groom supposed to wait at the wedding venue?
Even if he was picking her up, this wasn’t supposed to be part of it.
“The wedding is rushed. We didn’t have time to try on the wedding dress earlier. This is the first time.” He wanted to marry Rosalind, starting with accompanying her to try on the dress.
Rosalind pursed her lips. Although she didn’t quite understand Ulric’s intentions, it was the last day, so she went along with it.
The two of them didn’t speak again during the ride.
The driver found it quite peculiar! He had driven many couples before, some even quarreling on the way, but such silence was a first.
At the dress shop, Rosalind got out of the car and looked up to see Ulric already standing in front of her, extending his hand.
“?”
“Hold on.”
“…” Rosalind’s fingers paused for a moment but eventually chose to hold on.
Ulric’s shoulders were broad and sturdy. Even leaning lightly against them gave a sense of complete security!
There were fitness equipment at their home in Easthaven Bay. Rosalind had seen him working out early in the morning when she woke up early before.
“I chose the wedding dress for you.”