The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 1519

Angie attached great importance to the engagement. Both the process and the clothing were carefully selected.

Eric's people were also extremely cooperative.

Eric did not want to participate in the process of trying on wedding dresses, but Angie was extremely serious and had someone call Eric to come over and see.

In this shopping mall, it was difficult to make an appointment in this bridal store.

However, to Angie, it was not hard to name-drop Eric. Who would not show respect to the Ferguson family?

Unexpectedly, when they went there, they saw unexpected people.

Nicole was accompanying Yvette to try on her wedding dress.

The one Yvette was wearing had just been shipped from France. Lance had it booked in advance, so she took the time to find Nicole to try on the dress.

It could be said to be the only one of its kind.

The attendant welcomed Angie and Eric and politely bowed.

"If you need anything, please call us to serve you."

Angie looked at Nicole sitting on the sofa, and then at Yvette, and her expression changed.

She looked up at Eric and secretly regretted it in her heart.

Fortunately, there was not much change in his expression.

He sat at a distance, as if he did not see Nicole.

Angie smiled.

She walked over to look at Yvette's wedding dress and admired it.

"This dress is beautiful. I want it too."

The attendant looked like she was put on the spot.

Yvette smiled. "I had this custom-made. It needed to b e booked three months in advance and is the only one of its kind. You can’t buy it."

Angie's face changed slightly. Nicole stood up, stopping Yvette from continuing to provoke Angie, and smiled.

"Yvette's wedding dress was designed by incorporating her and her husband's name, so it's unique. If you wear it, it’ll be like wearing Yvette’s name to get married.”

When she left and the wind chime of the door closing sounded, veins slightly raised on the back of Eric’s hand.

Angie tried on the wedding dress and came out, happily carrying the skirt to receive praise from others.

"Eric, look. Do I look good? I want to be your most beautiful bride!"

Eric was indifferent. His eyes did not land on Angie's body.

Angie did not mind either. She went over and sat on his lap, deliberately wrapping his arms around his neck and speaking with a smile.

"Look, you already forgot about her. You can do it. As long as you don't look at her, I won’t touch her."

A trace of coldness flashed in Eric’s eyes, and he fiercely pushed her off him.

It was like even restraining himself felt offensive.

"Try it on yourself. I have work to do."

His tone was icy as he straightened his clothes and lifted his feet to leave.

The corners of Angie’s mouth twitched. "Will your relatives not attend the wedding? Do you want to pick up your elders and sister from abroad?"