Daddy, don't flirt

“Oh my gosh!”

Everyone is stunned when they see Jamie.

Whatever Jamie’s make-up lacks, obviously, her beautiful gown makes up for it.

“Gorgeous!” Amelia’s eyes are filled with admiration. If she can, she’ll definitely asks Derek to proposes to her and marry her.

Looking at the gown, Amelia wants to be a bride.

“Well, Amelia, you haven’t told me why I am here,” Jamie asks, feeling strained as everybody is watching her.

Amelia is willing to tell Jamie everything, but Dan asks her to keep the secret.

“Hehe, I’ve told you that. You’ll get it soon. Take it easy.” Amelia pushes Jamie back to the dressing table wand waves at the stylists. “Come on. Come here.”

They hastily scurry to Jamie and open up their portable kit to take out their tools.

“Her hair doesn’t match the gown or the make-up. Hurry up and change it,” Amelia decisively orders, staring at Jamie in the mirror.

Her hair looks perfect but it’s weird with the gown.

Although Amelia isn’t a professional stylist, she grows up in a fashionable atmosphere, and she cares about fashion trend. As fastidious as she is, she does have a gift for fashion.

The stylists follow Amelia’s lead and quickly remove Jamie’s headwear, designing a new hairstyle for her.

“The gown is so beautiful. Who’s its designer?” Jamie wants to have some small talks with Amelia while her stylists are busy with her hair.

looks at Jamie, “You don’t

wants ask more, but Amelia turns to discuss something with a

the girly stuff. Amelia covers Jamie’s eyes with the band

as she is clever enough to guess it’s her husband whom she will meet. And all

the manor, Amelia brings Jamie

carpet goes all the way to

are soft flower pedals on

carpet, while herself is not on

it’s prepared for

are soft things under her

are we

She gently smiles as she finds a

and

friends with you to ruin your life,” Amelia can’t help but to confess to Jamie as she

head and prepares herself for Amelia’s

“When I was a little girl, I regarded you as my sister, for you are outgoing and friendly, which made me feel good. Plus,

so dependent upon you. Every time I made a mistake, I hid behind your back so as to avoid

imagined that you could leave me there alone, yet you never

with a

she holds Amelia’s hand tight and

man. “If I hadn’t been trapped in that warehouse for nights, I wouldn’t have blamed you. Every time I fell asleep, there would be the warehouses in

nightmares I suffered from, the more hateful you became, as I blamed my mental illness on you. However, my mom didn’t blame

your guilt, but I

turns to Jamie and says, “I thought I’d hate you forever, even if I’d get rid of the nightmares, but you know what I wants to