Chapter 5. Doesn't Fit Wedding Dress

So far, Flora has yet to be able to adapt to the atmosphere of such luxurious parties. 

If she had her choice, she would have chosen to sit in her mother's afternoon tea rather than wear high heels and a ball gown and dance like this. 

Bored in her chair, she folded her arms on the table. Waved her sore feet from her high heels, trying to hold back the feeling of wanting to put her head down for a nap. 

"What's wrong with you?" 

Patrick took a glass of juice with him and put it on the table in front of the girl was sitting dumbly. 

Suddenly seeing a long thin hand and a glass of juice appears in sight, Flora was startled and out of a state of stupor. 

Seeing Patrick's worried eyes, she just gently shook her head. 

"I'm fine, maybe... a little nervous..." 

She almost figured out what the party was up to through the last conversation with his mother. 

Patrick smiled, naturally turning around be