I COULD FEEL the heated stare of Lawrence behind my back. Maybe that’s the reason why I felt my face turn red as I measured the gown.
I glanced at him. The heat in his eyes made me uncomfortable. “Isn’t he handsome?” the coordinator whispered to me.
“That look is not my type,” I denied.
“Really? But why do your eyes say otherwise?” he added.
I just did not comment because I admitted what he said.
After fitting the gown and measuring some more clothes, Cindy finally chose what I would wear.
“Alright. You will be wearing a baby pink heart-shaped corset gown. It will definitely lift you up that night,” she said.
I shook my head. “It’s okay with me even if it’s not too pompous. Besides, it’s your wedding day, not mine.”
“Bestie, I want you to be the most beautiful after me because I know you deserve it. Even if you wear rags dresses, you will definitely shine,” she said as if she encouraging me.
“I want you to wear my best work because you deserve it.”
I smiled at what she said. I was so lucky that Cindy became my best friend. Even when we first met, I was weirded out by her because of her immaturity.
“It’s lunchtime. Come on, let’s have lunch together,” said Cindy.
“Lawrence, join us for lunch,” Cindy said.
I darted a warning glare to Cindy, but she seemed not affected and ignored my protest.
“Sure. No problem,” Lawrence responded.
“Then let’s go!” Cindy said promptly, and without hesitation, she grabbed my hand out of the boutique.
Cindy took us to a famous restaurant. We were already eating, but Cindy couldn’t stop her mouth from asking Lawrence.
“You really love business, huh? Margaux is also concentrating on their family business. I’m sure you two will get along. Try to invite her for some dinner, maybe?” Cindy looked at me when I glared at her, but she just ignored it.
“It’s good to hear that. I actually manage my own resort, and if Margaux wants to have dinner with me, then why not?” said Lawrence, whose attention was already on me.
My cheeks got hot because of his hot stare.
“I heard about the upcoming celebration for Collins Hotel,” he asked.
“Yeah,” I replied sparingly.
“Great. You and Margaux should work together for that event,” Cindy said again. “Saavedra Catering Services is well-known when it comes to big events. They serve high-class food and beverages. It’s a brilliant idea, right?”
“Dad is the one who takes care of everything, but I still suggest one,” I said even though the truth is that Daddy is really the one I assigned for the event.
Lawrence just nodded at me before returning to his food. Not long after, a woman approached our table.
“Baby?”
Lawrence was shocked. He almost choked while drinking his juice.
“Terris, what are you doing here?!” he said in surprise.
“Why aren’t you answering my calls? I was worried about you! That’s why I flew back here!” the woman answered slangily, and without hesitation, she pulled up a chair to sit next to Lawrence.
Lawrence was unable to talk right away. He still looks shocked. I could not help but look at the woman in front of us—tall, slender body, corn-colored hair, silky complexion, and somewhat revealing clothing. She was wearing a mini skirt and a spaghetti strap top.
Cindy cleared her throat to grab the attention of the visitor. “Oh, you have company!” she exclaimed. And that caught Lawrence’s attention.
“Yes. By the way, this is Cindy, Carrick’s fiancée and her friend, Margaux,” Lawrence introduced us. “This is Terris Mondragon, a friend of mine.”
The woman just glanced at me before facing Cindy. “So you are the beloved fiancée of Carrick. I’m glad to finally meet you!” She grabbed Cindy’s hand.
Cindy quickly drew her hand back. She seemed uncomfortable with what the woman did.
“Would you mind if I join you, guys?” she excitedly said. We did not wait to answer because she already called the waiter.
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