Chapter 2100


    The designer noted the request and took the dress away.


    Once the designer was gone, Dean and Ang went to sit down on the couch, hand in hand.


    "Natalie, you should have mentioned this thest time so that the designer won''t have to redo the


    dress. It''s not that I care about the money, but this is wasting time," Dean said gently.


    "I''m sorry, Dean! It''s my fault. I didn''t think too much of it when we were picking out the patterns,


    and now that the wedding is getting closer, I am feeling a little nervous... " she exined. "I''ve been


    single and free for most of my life and after marrying you, I will be living my life with a different


    identity. I''m just nervous!" "Don''t get nervous, Ang. I won''t let you down. I''ve been ying around


    for most of my life, and I''m sick of that. I only wish to settle down now, and you are the best person


    for me." He held her hand and consoled her. "I don''t like ck, but I''m willing to change for your


    sake. You are the only woman who can make mepromise."


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    This was the most moving speech Dean could think of, and Ang beamed at him in response.


    "Are you done with apartment hunting?” Dean asked. "If there''s an apartment you like, let me know,


    and I can see if there''s a better floor in the same building."


    "It''s not for us. Let Mary choose her own apartment. I don''t have the award money yet, so it''s ot like


    I can buy it now." Ang saw no point in rushing. "Apartment hunting is so exhausting. I''m just


    going to stay home and rest until our wedding."


    "Haha! You mean until you win the Marshall''s Award!" Their wedding was to take ce the day after


    the Marshall''s award, and Dean could not help but fantasize about the day. "I''m going to go see you


    win that thing. Your name will be known in all of the medical field and in society."


    Ang, too, was looking forward to that day. It was what she wanted most in life.


    "Ang, have you decided on the dress you will be wearing for the ceremony?" Dean asked


    curiously. "Make sure you look great in it." "I picked it out long ago. It''s that white dress that I bought


    thest time we went shopping." Ang pulled Dean up from the couch. "I''ll take you to see it. I''ve


    picked out the jewelry as well. I have a set of sapphire jewels, and it''s going to look ssy with the


    white dress."


    "Ang, if you like white as well, why would you choose to wear a ck dress at our wedding? Blue


    would have been nice as well." Dean was still slightly ufortable about thepromise he


    made and was confused since Ang clearly liked the colors blue and white as well.


    "I like ck better. It''s mysterious and that''s something that the colors blue and white don''t


    represent," Ang insisted. " Dean, I saw this ck dress online that looked stunning. I’ll show you


    the phototer."


    "Sure."


    Three dayster, Avery finally received all the copies of documents on Ang''s study of reviving the


    dead from Professor Greens.


    She could not possibly finish reading all the documents on her own, so she had invited a few friends


    and seniors in the medical field to help.


    As soon as they arrived, she invited everyone into her study room, and when she exined Elliot''s


    condition to them, everyone seemed troubled.


    "Toprehend this technique as soon as possible, the only way is to take the device out of Elliot


    Foster''s brain and disassemble it to study how it can bring the dead back to life," one of them


    suggested.


    "And what if Elliot Foster dies without the device? That’s too risky!"


    "Yeah! Avery knows that already! She obviously wouldn''t want to take that risk!"


    The group fell into a heated discussion and


    one of Avery''s seniors had been staring at Elliot''s brain scan intently the entire time.