Chapter 7

Lucia’s POV

“Next week our moms will be accompanying you to choose a wedding dress,” he said.

“Nope. It’s my wedding. Our wedding. Therefore, we are supposed to choose what we want, not what they want. They can choose and do the preparations if they are the ones getting married and not us,” I told him.

“Do you think it’s easy doing all the preparations by ourselves?” he asked.

“Yes, don’t we do and supervise preparations when we want to hold parties for our companies?” I asked him, and it shut him up.

“Okay, fine. We will do all the preparations by ourselves. We will tell them that,” he said.

“No, please do it. I’m not in the mood to either see or talk to any of them,” I said, and he nodded his head in understanding.

“Okay, love,” he said and kissed my forehead.

“So, when are you planning on going to choose your wedding dress?” he asked.

“I don’t know. But moving from one shop to another seems like a hectic thing. I will just cal