The manager wasn’t exaggerating at all.
With the transparent glass petals, the red tassels with white crystals, and the handmade embellishments, the phoenix coronet looked so much more stylish and classy than any other accessories in the cabinet, let alone paired with a red gown.
I couldn’t stop the corners of my lips from tilting upward as I traced a finger over the coronet.
The memories of the wedding I had with Ashton back then were already blurry. All I could remember was that I felt nervous but excited. I didn’t have time to rest that day. As for how the wedding went, or how many guests there were, I could remember none of it.
Perhaps it was because of where I was from, but I preferred the traditional Chanaean wedding with a red and gold theme. Back then, we were in a rush to get married, so there wasn’t time for me to think about this at all.
I regretted not being able to wear a phoenix coronet or a veil over my face as I went up to Ashton. Even after so long, I could still feel something tugging at my heartstrings whenever there was anything related to weddings near me.
Indeed, women must never miss out on the formalities, or they would carry the regret in their hearts forever.
“Here, I would like to pay with this card.”
Emery got ready to pay for our stuff while I was still in the midst of my thoughts.
“Hold on,” I said, quickly reaching out to stop her. Then, I said to the manager, “Sorry, please let us have a moment of discussion. We’ll call for you if we need anything.”
“All right.” Fortunately, the manager was modest as he left immediately after with a polite smile on his face.
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