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.

“You don’t remember your

Jamie is confused about her words and wants ask more, but Amelia turns to discuss something

all the girly stuff. Amelia

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

the manor, Amelia brings Jamie out of

goes all

soft flower pedals on the

walk on the carpet, while herself is not on

it’s prepared for

can feel that there are soft things under her

are we

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

nods and

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

head and

you are outgoing and friendly, which

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

there alone, yet you never came back

voice is calm with a touch of

for Jamie to know the fact, and she holds Amelia’s hand tight and gently apologizes, “I’m

Every time I fell asleep, there would be the warehouses in my nightmare where I found

from, the more hateful you became, as I blamed my mental illness on you. However, my mom didn’t blame you, and she just took me abroad

you and your guilt,

I’d hate you forever, even