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

ask more,

hours to finish all the girly stuff.

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

Amelia brings

welcome carpet goes all the way to

flower pedals on the

walk on the carpet, while

it’s prepared for

soft things under

where are we going

place in the world,” Amelia answers. She gently smiles as

nods and quietly

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

and prepares herself for Amelia’s

and

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

leave me there alone, yet you

with

for Jamie to know the fact, and she holds Amelia’s hand

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 my nightmare where I found nobody but endless darkness. Neither you nor my brother came to my recue

I blamed my mental illness on you. However, my

from the phantom horror, at least forget you and your guilt, but I couldn’t make it. I

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