When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195 Does It Still Hurt? 

The bridal shop was the only physical store in America for a top foreign bridal brand. 

Just making an appointment to try on wedding dresses requires a one–year advance booking. 

Of course, someone like Caden, with his status, naturally didn’t need to wait. 

Walking into the magnificent store, resembling the Louvre Museum, the manager had already cleared the area and was waiting. 

“Sir Baldwin, Mr. Caden, Mrs. Baldwin.” 

The manager had a keen eye 

he saw them holding hands. 

and immediately changed the way they addressed each other when 

Madelynn shyly looked at Caden, seemingly waiting for his response, confirming her own identity. 

Caden did not respond to her, but spoke with a cold expression, “I have an international video conference tonight.” 

The implicit meaning is not to waste time. 

The manager was taken aback and instinctively looked at Madelynn. 

Madelynn was also taken aback for a moment, then she smiled gently and reached out to help him straighten his coat collar. “Don’t tire yourself out too much. Actually, I can come over by myself. I’d rather let you rest a little more.” 

“No need, let’s go.” 

Caden casually took off his coat and handed it to Keith, then walked straight ahead 

Madelynn’s hand barely brushed against the hem of his clothes, freezing for a second, before she took off her own coat. 

“Mr. Caden, you were too impatient.” 

She leaned on Xander’s side and moved forward, while also turning her head to remind Beatrice, “Beatrice, hurry up and catch up.” 

Beatrice had long been accustomed to Madelynn’s behavior, with no expression on her face, silently following behind. 

In the dressing room, which was about the size of an exhibition hall, Xander and Caden had just taken their seats when the manager personally poured tea for them. 

Amidst the fragrance of tea, accompanied by the voices of two shop assistants, the fitting room curtain was slowly pulled open. 

“The bride has arrived.” 

Madelynn slowly walked out, wearing a white veil. The satin wedding dress was adorned with thousands of tiny diamonds, sparkling with every step she took. 

It is true that women wearing wedding dresses are the most beautiful women in the world, as others often say. 

Even though Beatrice knew just how malicious Madelynn could be, she had to admit that she looked so beautiful and pure at that moment. 

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In her previous life, she had also fantasized about her wedding. But she never wore a wedding dress until her death. 

She and Caden were forced to get married by public opinion. 

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He finished the meeting and took some free time to accompany her to get the certificate. For no other reason, the child needed to establish a record. 

At that time, she knew very well that the Baldwin family would not arrange a wedding for her, so she could only pretend to pass by a bridal shop, secretly fantasizing about wearing the wedding dress in the shop window and taking a wedding photo with Caden. 

Unfortunately… later 

the wedding dress on, 

was 

bought by 

someone else. 

Today, everything finally went as Caden had wished. 

He was about to marry the woman he loved the most. 

This was clearly the ending that Beatrice wanted, yet she felt the root string in her heart tightening more and more, as if it was about to tear. 

When she silently withdrew her gaze, she met those deep eyes, shimmering with fragments of light at the bottom of her pupils under the dazzling crystal lamp, radiating an incomprehensible shimmer. 

Madelynn noticed the two people’s gaze and reluctantly walked up to Caden, feeling embarrassed, and asked, “Mr. Caden, is it good–looking?” 

“Um.” 

Caden lowered his gaze and drank tea, his emotions unclear. 

Xander smiled and said, “Madelynn has always been a lady and a beauty. She looks good in anything she wears, elegant and clean.” 

Beatrice sat on the single sofa at the edge, and when she heard the word “clean“, she felt a serious gaze piercing through her. 

She felt a tightness in her chest, but also seemed weak, only able to silently stare at the tea in her hand. 

In fact, she was the most unwelcome person here. 

But her presence 

reflected 

their 

generosity, 

tolerance, 

and 

superiority. 

At that moment, Madelynn turned around and looked at her, smiling meaningfully. “Beatrice, you went to choose the bridesmaid dress, I wasn’t the kind of person who was afraid of the 

stealing bridesmaid 

the limelight, 

Beatrice looked at Madelynn with some doubt. 

Was she so kind–hearted? 

SO 

you 

can 

choose it yourself.” 

The shop assistant walked up to Beatrice and said, “Ms. Lindsey, please come this way.” 

“Um.” 

teacup 

Beatrice put down her room as quickly as possible. 

and immediately stood She just wanted to leave this agonizing 

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Walk into the accompanying fitting room. 

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Through the heavy curtains, the shop assistant pointed at the clothes rack and said in a very perfunctory manner, “Ms. Lindsey, please choose.” 

Beatrice casually flipped through the clothes, either in bright red or various fluorescent colors, and every piece was either backless or had a deep V–neck. 

It is estimated that all the creatively designed dresses of this brand are here. She asked patiently, “Is there anything else?” 

The shop assistant turned his head pretending not to hear, and casually rolled his eyes. Beatrice sneered inwardly, saying how could Madelynn possibly let her go? She said directly, “I won’t wear these. If you don’t replace them, I will push them out for Sir Baldwin to choose and let him see the taste of a senior salesperson. Do you think he will think you want to ruin his son and daughter–in–law’s wedding?” 

“You…wait!” 

The shop assistant gritted their teeth and left the fitting room through another door. 

Beatrice leaned against the clothes rack, lowered her gaze, and took a deep breath, looking somewhat tired. 

Suddenly, a sound of a door opening came from behind. She thought it was the shop assistant coming back, so she slowly raised her gaze and met a pair of ink–like eyes in the mirror. 

It was Caden. 

The man looked at her deeply, with a dim and unclear light flickering in his eyes. She forcefully averted her gaze and turned to walk towards the curtain. 

But he was intercepted and pulled into the scorching embrace, before he could even struggle for freedom, his lips were pressed against. 

And outside the curtain, there stood Madelynn, dressed in a wedding gown. 

Beatrice was tense all over, struggling hard, and trying her best to lower her voice: “Uncle Caden, you were crazy.” 

“Maybe.” Caden whispered softly in her ear, “Beatrice…” 

Beatrice froze, waiting for him to continue. 

After a moment, he simply lowered his gaze and stared at her, then suddenly kissed her lips again. 

Beatrice angrily raised her hand, but he had already anticipated it and held it down against the 

mirror. 

As the temperature of their hands rose, leaving handprints on the mirror. A small space, quiet and still, yet with a subtle fluctuation. 

Beatrice felt her body being held tightly, so tightly… as if it was being squeezed into the man’s chest, making it difficult for her to catch her breath. 

At that moment, Madelynn’s voice came from outside the curtain. 

“Beatrice, are you not feeling well yet? Do you need me to help you?” 

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