Chapter 435 Wedding Dresses
J blinked several times, thinking that she had misheard him.
She awkwardly ran her fingers through her hair and clutched the nket that was draped around
her body. "What—" she choked, then had to clear her throat. "What wedding dress?"
Ethan smiled at her patiently and spoke slowly, as one would with a child. "We married in a rather
shabby ceremony. You wore a simple white dress, and not much happened besides us exchanging
vows. I always thought you may not have a good memory of our wedding day."
J didn''t expect Ethan to still remember these trivial things, much less care about them. Her
heart softened despite herself.
She could be so easy sometimes.
Luckily, she snapped back to her senses a momentter. "Forget it, Ethan. That would be too much
trouble."
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He insisted, of course. "The wedding day is one of the most important events in a woman''s life, this
much I know. And it is important to me. Now that you know my other identity, I want to pledge myself
to you again, this time as Brandon Larson."
J was stunned speechless at his smooth deration. In the end, she could only nod in
agreement.
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South Pole was the most expensive wedding gown shop in Seacisco, catering mostly to custom -
made orders for the upper society.
They were proud of their clientele, too, as evidenced by an advertisement they had once run on TV.
Hence, it was known as a luxury brand that only serviced the wealthiestdies the city could offer.
And today, J was going to get that full, exclusive experience.
Ethan and J walked into the store hand in hand.
She was still opposed to the whole idea, especially since she was still mad at him.
But now that they were here, she couldn''t just flee and make Ethan lose face in public.
"Mr. Larson! Why have youe so early? Isn''t your appointment for three o''clock this afternoon?"
A woman who looked to be in her forties greeted them at the door, wearing heavy makeup and
chunky jewelry. As she drew closer, however, J realized that it was actually a man. She tried not
to stare at his fakeshes and his Adam''s apple.
"This is Mr. Jarvis," Ethan introduced the man. "He is the chief wedding gown designer of South
Pole. He''ll take you to get your measurements, and then browse around the shop. If you encounter
any problems, just let him know. He''ll take care of everything."
J barely nodded before she was whisked away by the zealous designer.
"I never imagined that Brandon was really married! I thought he was just kidding when he called
me." Mr. Jarvis put a hand over his mouth and chuckled demurely. His gestures were more
coquettish than mostdies J had met. He narrowed his eyes and peered at her.
"You have a small face and such dainty features. Do you want to try a sexy, backless dress? Or
would you like an evening gown style that shows off your cleavage? What color are we thinking, by
the way? White is toomon in this day and age. How about champagne or rose pink?" He
chattered on as he rounded J and looked her up and down. She had a slender waist and all the
right curves. She would probably look splendid in any type of dress.
J, on the other hand, was in a daze. The rows of dazzling dresses overwhelmed her. It was like
she had stepped into designer heaven.
It was obvious that each garment had been crafted carefully, with their exquisite details and all kinds
of jewels iid in the fabric. One corner seemed to be dedicated to the simpler, sweeter styles,
while another corner burst with shades of pink. The first one boasted of satin andce dresses with
pearls and sewn flowerettes as ents. The second one had massive dresses withyers of tulle
and ruffles. But the most remarkable of all was the line-up of traditional wedding dresses from
different countries. This shop truly had it all; they had even thought about the possibility of having
foreign customers. "Are those disyed behind the ss for sale?" J nodded at a long cab
lining an entire wall. "Or are they off-limits?" The dress in the center had caught her eye. It had an
intricately embroidered bodice that tapered down to a full skirt peppered with tiny tulips.
Mr. Jarvis giggled meaningfully. "Nothing is off-limits when ites to Brandon. Those dresses are
from the "True Love" series that was released earlier this year. Each element was handmade by
professional craftsmen."
Hearing that, J surmised that the price they fetched must be over the roof.
Her frugal nature kicked in, and she immediately looked away.
There were a lot of other amazing dresses to choose from anyway. Soon enough, she began to
wish that they weren''t all so gorgeous, since it made for a very difficult choice.
Four hourster, Ethan knocked on the door to the fitting lounge and let himself in.
"So impatient!" Mr. Jarvis chided good-naturedly. He could tell what Ethan was thinking at a nce.
"You were taking so long that I started to worry you might have done something to my precious
lady." There was a long corridor connecting the female dressing room and the male dressing room
here.
Ethan leaned against the door frame and quietly watched J. The ck suit he was wearing was
pretty simple, albeit finely tailored to his figure. Even so, he made it look like a million bucks, J
tried on a few more dresses, only to realize that she liked everything so far. Eventually, even she
thought that she was taking too long. She helplessly turned to Ethan and gave him a pleading look.
In response, he stared at the cab disy and settled for the dress encrusted with diamonds.
"Jarvis, take that one out and box it up. Send it to my vi along with every dress my wife has tried
on."
He was a man of action, after all. He strode over and put an arm around J''s shoulders. "From
now on, you don''t have to push yourself to choose one over the other. If you like something, just buy
it. You can get whatever you want."
Mr. Jarvis pped his hands with glee. "Oh my, how generous of you, Mr. Larson."
He then turned to a panic-stricken J and said, "Miss, you definitely made the right decision
marrying this man!"