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.

confusedly looks at Jamie, “You don’t remember your

and wants ask more, but Amelia turns to discuss something

takes them over two hours to finish all the girly stuff. Amelia covers Jamie’s

clever enough to guess it’s her husband whom she

manor, Amelia brings Jamie

feet is a red welcome carpet goes all the way to the doorstep

flower

leads Jamie to walk on the carpet, while herself is not on

prepared for

there are soft things under her feet, which gets

where are we going

gently smiles as she finds a person walking to them

and quietly follows

your life,” Amelia can’t

cocks her head and

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

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

me there alone, yet you never

with a touch of

the fact, and she holds Amelia’s hand tight

for nights, I wouldn’t have blamed you. Every time I fell asleep, there would be the warehouses in my nightmare where I

my mental illness on you. However, my mom didn’t blame you, and she just took me abroad

from the phantom horror, at least forget you and your guilt,

up to the man waiting for them. Amelia turns to Jamie and says, “I thought I’d hate you forever, even if