Chapter 202 Old Habits Die Hard


    "Try it on, quickly." I wasn''t as excited to serve as a bridesmaid. It was just another task to get done


    and be over with.


    "OK, before you try yours on, my cousin, first tell me if my wedding dress looks gorgeous." Becky


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    tugged I''s dress. "This wedding dress, by a famous designer, is customized. There won''t be


    anything else like it."


    "Dazzling, indeed!" I told the truth. It wasn''t to ttered Becky. The wedding dress was truly


    breathtaking.


    "I am so happy to hear that." Becky was all smiles. "My cousin, you always have good judgement and I


    love the way you are appreciative of this dress."


    "My cousin, help me hold your bridesmaid dress and my husband''s suit. Try on your dress while I take


    off mine." Becky said, smiling.


    With the bridesmaid dress in hand, I was about to change in a fitting room. The curtain wasn''t drawn


    but suddenly Aron came in. He had been calling I but she wasn''t picking up the phone. He had


    wanted to exin himself and now it was his chance.


    "What are you doing here?" I tried to scramble and hide but Aron just stood there motionless. "Are


    you mad? What do you think you''re doing?"


    "Yes, maybe I am mad." Slowly, Aron forced I into a corner. "Why didn''t answer any of my calls?


    Give me a reason right now!"


    "How dare you ask for a reason?" I reacted to Aron''s challenge with a sarcasticugh "You should


    have been ashamed in asking me!"


    "I, I am marrying Becky out of necessity. Please give me a chance to exin...." Aron really wanted


    to tell her, but I stopped him. "Enough of your terrible lies. I get hurt and humiliated every time you


    open your mouth."


    I cast a sharp and painful look at Aron. "Don''t forget that you are Becky''s fiance and my brother-in-


    of yourself and of us! ... or do you harbor some evil motive?"


    I continued. "It dawns on me that your old yboy habits die hard. You want each foot in two


    rtionships. What, do you want to have two wives?"


    "Youpletely misunderstand me....." Aron was stupefied at I''s tirades. I pushed Aron out of the


    fitting room.


    The attendants who witnessed everything looked at each other in amazement, unable to say a word.


    "Aron, why are you standing here? Be quick to try on your suit." Coming out of the fitting room, Becky


    found her fiance sitting in the sofa.


    She helped Aron to his feet, ced the suit in his hands and pushed him into the fitting room.


    Shortly after, I came out of her fitting room. The bridesmaid dress Becky chose for I was in and


    slender legs were hid. Becky made sure that I would not be able to steal her thunder.


    "My cousin, you are very good-looking in that dress....." Becky managed to contain herughter at the


    sight of I and pretended to like it. I knew what Becky'' was doing, but said nothing. Looking at


    herself in the mirror and then casting a nce over at Becky, "It suits me well. I gonna go if there is


    nothing else for me to do here. Please do not bother me anymore unless it is really important."


    "I am afraid I will have to." Becky reminded I, "My cousin, you are the bridesmaid. You are supposed


    to help me manage all the wedding affairs. It will also prepare you for your own wedding someday."


    Becky was rubbing it in I''s face. She was very pleased at I''s less than ttering appearance. She


    has finally emerged victorious after several years'' struggle and sacrifice.


    "It all depends on my schedule." I said faintly, she went straight to the fitting room and changed her


    clothes. She did not agree to Becky''s suggestion but did not refuse either. Anyway, the two knew


    clearly that she would not go.


    Aron, a handsome gentleman with a height of 185cm, looked great in the suit. It was reminiscent of the


    time when I and Aron tried their respective clothes for their own nned wedding four years ago.


    However, he was now with someone else.


    Becky did not relent, holding Aron''s hands in front of I. She asked I with a beaming smile, "My


    cousin, do you think Aron is handsome in this suit? I chose well. This handsome man will truly be mine


    in a few days."


    "Definitely, you are better than many." I replied with greatposure, fully aware that Becky was


    showing off. However, Becky did tell the truth.


    "Since all is done, I have to take my leave." I said calmly. Aron stopped her "Wait for a while, and I


    will drive you back."


    "There is no need for that." I declined with a cold smile, "You had better take care of your fiancee. I


    can go back by myself."


    "My dear fiance, what I says is right. We need to deal with other things." Becky didn''t want to let


    Aron drive I back, holding Aron''s hands with great affection.


    It wasn''t easy to see I, however Aron failed to take the advantage of the encounter and to ease


    things between he and I. Instead, things were getting worse. Aron had to helplessly watch I walk


    away.


    Becky stared at Aron''s suit. "The waistline seems a little over-sized. Why not alter it?"


    Aron was lost in thought, paying little attention to what Becky was saying.


    Becky attempted to ask Aron to dine together, but Aron, on the pretext of business, took his leave.


    This almost enraged Becky but she chose to put up with it on a second thought. Aron would marry her


    soon after her four years'' devotion. Once married, she has all the time to win Aron''s love.