Chapter 87

I don't know where time went. It passed by so quickly that I didn't even realize it. Maybe it's because I've been so busy and haven't had enough breaks, except for my limited rest time, you know?

Suddenly, I found myself in a room with quite a few people. Krystal was there, and also Mrs. Iriana—since I got engaged, I'm not allowed to call her "Mrs. Iriana" anymore, just "Mrs." I complied. I sat quietly while someone fiddled with my face, and my dress was being straightened, I didn't understand.

Krystal said I should just accept it. The problem is, I'm a hundred percent sure that when we become husband and wife, and I descend to the venue where the wedding party is held, I'll be surprised. Seriously. I've prepared myself not to get angry or show a sulky face.

First, Krystal got involved. Even though she said the invitations were only sent to 150 people, including important colleagues for Blaxton's business, it still couldn't be as simple as I thought, right?