The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 273

"I wonder who it was that once swore they'd never, ever choose anyone," Rosemary teased, seizing the chance to get payback for years of his stubbornness.

Silas rubbed his temples, uncharacteristically at a loss for words.

Looking at Alaina, he finally understood what it meant to be instantly captivated, to have the rest of the world pale in comparison.

The massive bridal gallery, with its luxurious views and exquisite displays, was nothing more than a backdrop now.

In his eyes, in his entire world, there was only Alaina in her white gown.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely; a few seconds of silence felt like an eternity.

Under his prolonged, deeply intense gaze, Alaina's cheeks grew warm, her ears flushing pink as a wave of shyness washed over her.

She instinctively gripped the voluminous skirt, her fingers curling slightly as she looked at him with a hesitant question:

"Is it... too much? I feel like the skirt is a bit big. Does it suit me?"

Her soft, gentle voice finally snapped Silas out of his trance.

He slowly gathered his thoughts, still staring intently at her. The cold detachment in his eyes had completely melted away, replaced by an overwhelming, all-consuming tenderness.

His deep, magnetic voice held an undeniable roughness, filled with a seriousness he had never shown before as the words fell into the quiet room:

"No."

"It's not too much at all. You look gorgeous."

Silas slowly stood up, his tall figure closing the distance between them. His gaze was deeply affectionate, mapping out every inch of her in the dress.

"Alaina," he said, looking at her flushed face, his voice incredibly soft, "Do you like it?"

Alaina nodded.

Rosemary walked over. "It is absolutely stunning. If we weren't pressed for time, we could have explored more options."

"Rosemary, this is already perfect," Alaina quickly replied.

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