My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 The Dress

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Oriana eyed her uneasily. “Zara, are you sure you’ll be okay on your own? If you start feeling sick again-”

“I’m fine,” Zara cut in cheerfully. “As long as I’ve got money, I’m in an amazing mood.”

She was practically vibrating with excitement. “I’ve been depressed for days! I lost half a handful of hair trying to hold back from shopping. Now I can finally swipe my card again!”

Seeing how her friend’s energy had returned–her complexion brighter and her eyes sparkling–Oriana could only sigh. “All right. Call me if anything comes up. I’ll check in on you later.”

“Go, go,” Zara waved her off.

As the car pulled away, Oriana stood watching until Zara disappeared into the hotel lobby before turning around.

Micah immediately slid closer, wrapping an arm around her waist without an ounce of guilt.

Oriana lightly smacked his hand.,“See? This is exactly why Zara didn’t want me to stay–because of you.”

Micah looked utterly unapologetic. “And she was supposed to separate us? How heartless would that be?”

Oriana could only shake her head. His shamelessness–and possessiveness–were definitely getting worse.

Especially earlier, when Zara was still in the car, his jealousy had practically filled the whole vehicle.

Leaning into his chest, she sighed softly. “I still can’t believe Zara got tangled up with Kenny of all people.”

“Maybe she’s right,” Micah murmured, brushing her palm with his fingers in slow, lazy circles. “Maybe it really is God’s arrangement.”

“The Radcliffe family happens to be in trouble. Kenny happens to be infertile. Zara happens to be pregnant with his child. Everything fits perfectly into place.”

Oriana turned her head slightly, her voice curious. “So, you really think it’s God’s plan?”

Micah didn’t answer. Instead, he tilted his head and kissed her softly on the lips.

Whatever was had in store for others, he didn’t care,

The only destiny that mattered was the woman in his arms right now.

After a while, Micah decided to have Kieran arrange their fitting schedule for the upcoming event.

The moment they arrived at the boutique, Oriana’s phone rang–Noah was calling.

He’d already heard about Zara’s pregnancy and was reaching out for details.

Oriana didn’t mention Zara’s final decision. That was Zara’s story to tell, not hers.

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Chapter 368 The Dress

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She simply gave a summary of Zara’s condition. On the other end, Noah sighed repeatedly. “Didn’t expect you two to be such close friends. Guess maybe it’s meant to be!”

Oriana chuckled softly. Then she caught a faint female voice in the background–it was Niamh, asking Noah to persuade Oriana to talk Zara into keeping the baby.

Noah pretended not to hear her and said calmly, “Oriana, let that girl think it through herself. Don’t stress about it too much–everyone has to make their own choices.”

Oriana smiled, “I understand, Mr. Caldwell.”

“Good. Are you and Micah home yet?”

Holding her phone, Oriana glanced toward the VIP lounge area. Micah was lounging on the couch in a charcoal sweater and matching pants, a spotlight casting a faint glow over him. He looked effortlessly luminous.

Without realizing it, Oriana’s eyes softened with affection. “Micah brought me here to try on dresses. We’re attending the summit together in a few days.”

“Oh, right! I almost forgot about that,” Noah said brightly. “Then have fun trying things on, look gorgeous, and enjoy yourself!”

He paused, then laughed. “Oh–and Xander will be there too. We’ll both be around to back you up!”

Two of the most respected figures in attendance? The thought alone made Oriana’s heart race. She could hardly imagine the scene.

After thanking Noah, she hung up just as the boutique staff rolled over/a rack of gowns.

“Mrs. Caldwell,” one of them said warmly, “these were custom–made to your measurements, provided by Mr. Caldwell. Which one would you like to try first?”

Oriana’s ears burned instantly.

When exactly did he get my measurements?

She picked a silver–blue knee–length dress with a subtle shimmer–elegant yet understated, with intricate patterns that caught the light beautifully.

Taking it into the fitting room, she changed quickly. Just as she was about to draw back the curtain, a familiar, haughty voice rang out from outside

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