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.

at Jamie, “You don’t remember your

about her words and wants ask more, but Amelia turns to discuss

over two hours to finish all the girly stuff. Amelia covers Jamie’s eyes with the

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

the manor, Amelia brings Jamie out of

their feet is a red welcome carpet goes all the way

are soft flower pedals

to walk on the carpet, while herself

prepared for

feel that there are soft things under her feet, which

where are

the world,” Amelia answers. She gently smiles as she finds a person

and quietly

you, and I even pretended to make friends with you to ruin your life,” Amelia can’t help but to confess to Jamie as she is

and

my sister, for you are outgoing and friendly, which made me feel good. Plus, I

time I made a mistake, I hid behind your

me there alone, yet

is calm with

for Jamie to know the fact, and she holds

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

as I blamed my mental illness on you. However, my mom didn’t blame you, and she just took me abroad and found a famous psychologist for

your guilt, but I couldn’t make it. I just didn’t want to let

hate you forever, even if I’d get rid of the nightmares,