A Cue For Love Chapter 1177
Chapter 1177 Two Different People
Natalie put on the hyper-realistic mask that was custom-made for her by Bastien. Shortly after, the
designers hired to tailor the wedding outfits entered the room.
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When they saw Natalie—who had the hyper-realistic mask on—they assumed she was Lta, the
bride-to-be. Hence, they buttered her up. “You’re gorgeous, Ms. Lovas! We created several designs
ording to your photos, and we’re sure you’ll like them!”
Natalie ignored them. The designers could sense Natalie’s tenseness. Isn’t it wonderful to get married
to a man like Bastien? But she doesn’t look happy at all, even when she’s getting her wedding dress
tailored.
Seeing that, Bastien let out a soft cough and nced at Natalie before saying nonchntly, “Lune, you
must let us know if you’re unsatisfied with the designs. You can also tell me if you don’t like these
designers.”
The designers didn’t catch the meaning behind his words. However, Natalie clearly did. This is the
same situation as when he threatened me with using Betty’s life previously! Now, he’s using the
designer’s life to threaten me! He knew that although I’m not a kind and soft-hearted person, I’m not
cruel enough to ignore those who die because of me! This kind of love is too crazy and uneptable!
With that thought in mind, Natalie sighed, as she had no choice but to give in. “No, I love the designs
provided by this designer. Especially this set. May I try it on, please?”
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Upon receiving the bride-to-be’s affirmation, the female designer felt relieved and instantly handed
Natalie the piece of the garment thetter liked.
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Natalie changed into the dress and walked out of the bathroom.
The wedding dress in Loang differed from those in Chanaea—the wedding dress in Chanaea was
usually white, while red and green were mainly used as the theme color of Loang’s traditional wedding
dress.
Although Natalie was wearing a hyper-realistic mask—which covered her actual face—the aura she
emitted was unique. After putting on the elegant and extravagant wedding dress, she looked
intimidatingly gorgeous.
A rare grin finally appeared on Bastien’s face when he saw the woman standing before his eyes. “You
look stunning!”
“You’re a natural beauty, Madam! Now that you’ve had the wedding dress on, you look like a fairy!”
“You two make a great couple, and you’re a match made in heaven!”
The designer and her assistant couldn’t help but exim in astonishment.
Bastien couldn’t look away when he saw Natalie in the exquisite dress. She was the woman of his
dreams. Even though she wasn’t marrying him as Natalie Nichols and was using Lta’s identity
instead, it seemed extremely worth it, considering what he had done to her previously.
However, Natalie merely curled her lips like a robot. She understood better than anyone else that she
was only a puppet being controlled by Bastien. Yet, she was uncertain if she had another choice than
to marry Bastien while using Lta’s identity.
Meanwhile, Helma received a wedding invitation card to attend Bastien and Lta’s wedding. Seeing
that Lta was stated as the bride on the card, she felt her heart burning with rage. Natalie had just
died recently. Why did this woman named Lta appear out of nowhere? I should be the one
marrying Bastien! Why can’t I be his wife even after Natalie’s death?
“Why? Why is God making such a fool out of me?” In a distraught state, Helma ran to her father’s
study. As soon as she opened the door, she saw a familiar figure standing by the window, gazing at the
night view. The study was dark, and it entuated the shadows on the man’s face, causing him to
appear gloomy.
“Father, did you see the wedding invitation card?” Helma yelled frantically. “Bastien is going to marry
another woman! He didn’t want to marry me, and he’s abandoning me! You know that I’ve liked him
ever since I was a child! He’s my favorite person in the entire world! How can he marry another
woman? How can he abandon me?”
However, the man snickered and walked toward Helma slowly.
“Father—”
“I’m not your father!” The man slowly articted each word while ring at Helma glumly.
“But, you—” Helma murmured as she furrowed her brows in bafflement.
“Hah.” The man caressed Helma’s cheek before heaving a heavy sigh. “Helma Leitz, you almost died
in my handsst time. Are you still unable to tell that your brainless father and I are two different
people?”