Chapter 116


    “Young Lady Meredith, Young Master Pierre is here,” a servant said as she knocked on the door.


    People were all talking about Meredith’s weddingst night, so everyone in the house was aware of


    it. Rnd and Jezebelle even groused that Meredith was too tight-lipped about the matter.


    When she heard those words, Meredith’s hand trembled. He’s here. Everyone received their


    invitations yesterday, so he surely knows about this now. Thus, he hase to interrogate me? She


    hurriedly stood up. “Got it.”


    Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she quickly picked up the powder puff and touched up her


    makeup. I’ve been putting on a pale countenance back when Jamie was sick, but I can now revert


    to my initial beauty in front of him. Just when she was about to leave the room, Pierre had already


    walked to the door. Her heart jolted when she glimpsed his sharp gaze. “You’re here, Pierre?”


    The moment Pierre walked in the door, he spotted the mannequin in her room. The mannequin had


    a wedding gown on it that was covered with a transparent stic film, probably to avoid dust.


    Upon seeing that he was staring at the wedding gown, Meredith instantly blocked his line of sight


    with her head ducked as though she was a shy lotus, her face stained with a hint of pink. “Don’t look


    at it. I want to let you see it during the wedding, or else there won’t be a surprise.”


    “When did you get to know about the wedding?” Pierre retracted his gaze since he wasn’t at all


    interested in her wedding gown.


    Lifting her head and tilting it to the side, Meredith gazed at him with an innocent expression on her


    face. “What do you mean by that? Mr. and Mrs. Fowler called me over and told me about it. They


    asked me to prepare whatever’s necessary. Since you’re too busy, I’ve been making the


    preparations all this while. The timeframe is really tight. Why did you choose such an early date?”


    Pierre pinned his darkened eyes on her. I initially thought that she plotted the wedding with John


    Fowler, but it now seems as though she doesn’t know anything about it.


    Meredith met his gaze. “Are… you done with all the preparations? How does your tuxedo look? I’m


    really looking forward to it since you’ll definitely look handsome in it.” In reality, it was her who chose


    the tuxedo, so she’d long since known how it looked, but how could she possibly dupe him if she


    didn’t say such a thing?


    “I didn’t prepare anything.”


    Meredith gaped at Pierre with a stunned expression. “You didn’t prepare anything? Why? This is our


    wedding!”


    “Because I only knew about the wedding yesterday.” Pierre spoke extremely slowly as though he


    was feeling her out, his eyes never once leaving her.


    All at once, Meredith’s eyes went wide. “Huh? Are you saying that Mr. and Mrs. Fowler prepared the


    wedding behind your back?”


    Pierre said nothing, tacitly confirming her conjecture.


    As if she was at a loss for words, Meredith’s eyes darted around. Then, she opened her mouth, yet


    she didn’t know what to say, her panicked expression wless. All of a sudden, she lifted her head,


    her eyes brimming with tears. “Pierre, perhaps Mr. and Mrs. Fowler feel that the children should be


    with their parents. They only hope that we’ll be together as a family. They’re not doing this


    maliciously, so please don’t me them. At worst… At worst…” She again lowered her head and bit


    her lip so hard that it almost bled. “At worst, we’ll just not get married. If you’re unwilling, you can


    call off the wedding!” she dered resolutely after what seemed like an eternity as she raised her


    head.


    At that moment, their eyes met. Meredith could hear her heart pounding wildly, so she tried her best


    to control herself as though afraid that he would be able to hear her heartbeat.


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    Meanwhile, Pierre stared into her eyes for a long time.