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

her words and wants ask more,

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

husband whom

brings Jamie out of

a red welcome carpet goes all the way

soft flower pedals

Jamie to walk on the carpet,

prepared

things under

are we going

place in the world,” Amelia answers. She gently smiles as she finds a person walking to them to pick

and quietly

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

head and prepares herself for

I regarded you as my sister, for you are outgoing and friendly, which made me feel good. Plus, I was impressed that you could defeat

Every time I made a mistake,

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

with a touch of

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

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 when

the more hateful you became, as I blamed my mental illness on you. However,

phantom horror, at least forget you and your guilt, but I couldn’t make it. I just didn’t want

turns to Jamie and says, “I thought I’d hate you