Chapter 436: Dress Up


    By the time they arrived home, a delivery truck was parked in the driveway, and staff from South Pole


    were carefully transporting one exquisite dress after another into the vi. Any woman would be quite


    overwhelmed to see so many gorgeous dresses at the same time, let alone own them. Still, J


    couldn’t help but frown and scold her overly indulgent husband.


    “Ethan, you don’t have to spend so much money on me. We’d better save for the future, just in case.


    Stop squandering your wealth like this. I know you’re filthy rich, but…”


    She unconsciously drifted into silence, thinking she might have said too much. She hadn’tpletely


    reconciled with Ethan yet, and besides, it was his own money. By all rights, she wasn’t in a position to


    interfere with his finances.


    “Forget it,” J muttered angrily and stomped over to the sofa.


    Ethan chuckled at the grumpy look on her face.


    He knew he should coax her and bring her over back to his side. If he let this selfless woman go, she


    would only end up getting bullied by other people.


    “How about this, then—what if I surrender all my assets to you? You can take charge of my finances


    from now on.” Ethan plopped down next to J, rather surprised at himself. It seemed that he had


    taken well to getting tied down and submitting to his dear wife.


    J gaped at him, just as shocked by his proposal, maybe even more. Ethan had an obscene amount


    of money, and they both knew it. Was he even aware of what he was saying? He cleared his throat and


    chuckled again, a mild attempt to lighten things up.


    “Take your time and think it over. There’s no rush. For now, just stay at home and get some rest. I’ll


    take care of everything else.”


    *******


    Sure enough, Ethan was so busy in the next three days that he barely spent any time at home. They


    had been sleeping in separate rooms ever since their fight, which only made it all the more difficult for


    J to see him. He’d be gone long before she woke up in the morning, and when he returned, she’d


    already be fast asleep.


    J found herself overthinking the possibilities, especially since she was in the dark about whatever


    was keeping Ethan so busy. She tried to find things to do at home, if only to distract herself from her


    budding expectations and anxiety.


    Finally, on the third day, their doorbell rang. J opened the door to find a young man with short, curly


    hair and a bright smile.


    “Good morning, Miss Lind. I’ve brought the stylists.” J tilted her head to the side and narrowed her


    eyes. This man looked familiar for some reason. Noticing her confusion, Sean promptly introduced


    himself.


    “Ah, pardon me. My name is Sean Johnson, and I’m Mr. Larson’s personal assistant. We have met


    once, a long time ago.” J gasped and eximed, “Oh, so it’s you! Doe in and make yourself at


    home.”


    Sean stepped into the foyer followed by several other people that included of a makeup artist, a


    hairdresser, and an employee from South Pole.


    J instantly recognized them. For one thing, the makeup artist was renowned in the entertainment


    industry for having done international stars and supermodels. Briefly, she wondered how Ethan had


    managed to book such a high-profile team.


    This time, however, Sean ignored her puzzlement and proceeded to direct everyone to their respective


    duties.


    “Alright, you guys, let’s get to work! We only have three hours to get everything ready!”


    The team sprang into action at once and got busy. J found herself feeling intimidated by the sharp


    and efficient atmosphere that Seanmanded. Nheless, she let herself be swept away by the


    motion of things.


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    True to their reputations, the makeup artist and the hairdresser handled her appearance like they were


    crafting a masterpiece. J was stunned when she looked in the mirror afterward; she hardly


    recognized herself. Her hair was braided intricately and coiled on top of her head, highlighting her


    delicate features.


    Her eyes glimmered under her curlyshes and the soft blush on her lids. The stylists opted for


    minimal makeup, but it never diminished J’s beauty. She looked far more elegant, more dazzling;


    than most socialites in Seacisco.


    She certainly looked differentpared to how she looked on her first wedding ceremony.


    Sean watched the final product of theirbined efforts and nodded approvingly. He nced at his


    wristwatch and checked the time.


    “You may go out now, Miss Lind. Mr. Larson is waiting for you outside.”


    Right on cue, the servants opened the door of the vi. Ethan stood at the driveway, d in a silver


    gray suit and holding a bouquet of tulips and lilies of the valley. He looked just as dashing as ever, but


    there was a more mature and steadfast quality in the way that he held himself.


    He watched the love of his life emerge from the vi, the sunlight pouring over her lovely face. A wave


    of awe washed over him as he drank in the sight. He offered his arm as J drew close, and when


    she took it, he murmured, “Only you could give this dress justice.”


    J curled her gloved fingers around his bicep and grinned as he ushered her into the car. The sound


    of salutes rang around just as the car door mmed shut, and then they were off to the wedding


    venue. The Bugatti Veyron cruised out of the vi grounds with dozens of luxury cars in its tr?il.