Aurora was not put off by the man’s domineering attitude. “Relax, I’m just going to discuss business, not heading to the execution ground. You don’t need to be so nervous. Besides, I don’t have the magic to make everyone fall in love with me. There are so many beautiful women in the world, and only you, with your stubborn heart, are truly devoted to me. Who else would even look my way?”
Julian pulled her tightly into his arms. “If you were just any uglier, fatter, and less intelligent, maybe I wouldn’t have to keep warding people off all the time.”
“Can I take that as a compliment?” Aurora laughed like a blossoming flower in his embrace. “If others complimented me, I wouldn’t feel anything, but when you do, I can’t help but be happy.”
“My little witch, let’s go eat something first, and later we need to prepare your look for the evening.” Julian took her hand and led her toward the dining room.
Being with a loved one made everything seem surrounded by sweet bubbles of joy, and now even Julian feeding her didn’t feel disgusting to her anymore.
Julian took her to the same place as before to prepare her evening look.
When Calvin brought her a miniskirt, Julian immediately threw it aside without even letting Aurora try it on. “No way, such a short skirt? What kind of message does that send? Who are you trying to show your long legs to?!” He was frustrated that he himself hadn’t had the pleasure yet, and he couldn’t let others take advantage of the view.
Calvin then brought a strapless long dress. “This dress is a brand-new model, and I even refused to lend it to a celebrity a few days ago.”
Julian glanced at the strapless top, and whether it was his imagination or not, he felt that the woman’s bust seemed to have gotten bigger. “No, no, how can she wear it with such a low neckline?”
“What about this one?”
“No slits.”
“And this one?”
“The color is too flamboyant, I don’t want too much attention.”
Julian lounged lazily on the sofa, sipping coffee while being picky like an emperor choosing a consort.
Calvin, looking helplessly at the colorful array of dresses around him, said, “Sir, what’s it? What’s with these feudal demands? Should I prepare a Burqa for Miss Aurora instead?”
Julian looked at Aurora’s curvy figure, seriously considering it for a moment. “If it wasn’t so hot, I think it would work.”
Calvin was utterly defeated. “Mr. Barnet, are you just here to amuse yourself?”
“Let’s go with this one.” Aurora wasn’t upset by Julian’s authoritarian attitude; if other women ogled Julian’s nearly perfect physique, she would be unhappy too.
They finally settled on a white, elegant long dress with an off-shoulder design that revealed only half of her shoulders.
It was much better than those low-cut miniskirts, and the white was pure, not seductive like the red dress she wore last time that drew so much attention.
“Okay, this one,” Julian decided firmly.
Calvin wiped the sweat from his forehead, relieved to have finally made a decision, lest they end up having to go through his entire stock.
“Alright, Miss Montgomery, please come with me for your makeup,” Calvin directed Aurora towards the makeup room.
“Keep the makeup light,” Julian called after them, still concerned.
“Yes, yes, Mr. Barnet,” Calvin sighed inwardly. Falling in love was truly terrifying. In such a short time, Julian had changed completely from his last visit.
“President, Miss Montgomery is just attending a dinner party. There’s no need to be so nervous,” Rocky said, noticing his restless demeanor.
“What do you know? How can you be sure that some fool won’t take an interest in Little Bunny?” he retorted.
“Cough, President, I admit Miss Montgomery is quite beautiful…” Rocky felt it necessary to bring this love-struck man back to reality.
Before he could finish, Julian interrupted him, “Of course, Little Bunny is the most beautiful woman. If it were a hundred years ago, kings would have fallen for her.”
Rocky’s intended advice got stuck in his throat. Well, it was rare to see the President in such a lovesick state.
At least he was much better than his previous cold and arrogant self. It wasn’t a bad change, so he merely agreed, “Hmm.”
“So, I must keep a close eye on her,” Julian said earnestly.
He remembered a beloved toy from his childhood, which he had lost because he didn’t cherish it enough. The regret of losing it was profound.
Since then, he knew he had to cherish and protect what he loved, never letting anyone take it away.
Aurora emerged wearing light makeup, her attire a simple off-shoulder long dress, yet she appeared like a fairy under the moonlight.
Julian had thought the dress was conservative, but Aurora’s aura couldn’t be concealed by mere clothes.
She was enchanting in red and saintly and elegant in white, a rare ability to seamlessly switch between such auras.
“Little Bunny, you’re truly beautiful,” Julian was completely smitten by his wife, probably finding even her fingernails beautiful.
It had been a while since Aurora wore a white dress; the last time was three years ago, a complex and elaborate princess gown.
This simple dress, however, outlined her perfect figure, especially with a chiffon scarf draped from her shoulder, dancing with the wind.
She seemed ethereal, each step as if she might vanish from his sight at any moment.
“Thank you, Julian, it’s getting late. I should head over,” she said.
“Alright, I’ll take you,” Julian extended his hand, dressed sharply like a prince.
She placed her hand in his, and they walked out hand in hand, their silhouette the envy of onlookers.
Upon reaching the villa, Julian didn’t get out of the car. “Little Bunny, I’ll leave you here. Be careful.”
“Okay.”
Julian watched Aurora get out of the car but didn’t leave. “We’ll wait here.”
“Yes, President.”
He felt mad, afraid something might happen to her, wanting to be there if it did.
Julian opened his laptop to continue working when his phone rang.
He frowned slightly at the name, “What’s up?”
“Julian, where are you? I haven’t seen you yet?”
Julian glanced at Lindsay standing impatiently on the stairs and said, “When did I say I was coming? Lindsay Gilpin, let me say it again, you and I have nothing to do with each other!
It’s someone from the Alvarez family who is getting engaged. I never agreed to anything, and the person you’re engaged to is a Mr. Alvarez. My last name is Barnet. Stop bothering me, I’m already married.”