The man carried a black suit jacket in one hand, dressed in a simple white shirt and black trousers, his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and straight legs clearly visible.
He frowned slightly, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing robust forearms, exuding a powerful and mature masculine presence.
Yolanda saw the scene inside the store and froze, her mind a blank. She almost instinctively wanted to turn around and flee.
Because that man was Cooper Coldson, and such a scene had appeared countless tis in Yolanda’s fantasies.
What she couldn’t accept even more was that the person arranging Cooper’s tie was lissa Greenwood, who was dressed in a wedding gown.
The scene of their almost-marriage flashed through Yolanda’s mind, making her sway on her feet. Luckily, Lola Gold steadied her in ti.
"Yolanda, are you okay?" Lola Gold withdrew her gaze angrily, "Should we co back another day?"
She knew that even if Yolanda had let go emotionally, seeing such a scene was still unavoidably painful.
If you can’t beat them, avoid them. They could just leave.
"I’m fine." Yolanda quickly recovered, forcing a smile, "Big brother has already made arrangents, let’s not trouble him to co all the way here again."
She had nothing to feel sad about.
She and Cooper were getting a divorce, Cooper was marrying lissa—it was an ironclad fact. Was she supposed to run away all her life?
Although it felt like her heart was being sawed by a blunt knife, she would get used to it, then beco numb.
She took a deep breath and walked further inside with Lola Gold.
"Alright, that’s enough," Cooper said irritably as he adjusted his tie, still uncomfortable with lissa’s close proximity.
Before, it had always been Yolanda who tied his tie. Watching soone else take over, how could he not feel uncomfortable?
Thinking so, he grew even more irritable, and, turning his head, saw Yolanda and Lola Gold walking in.
For a mont, he doubted whether he was hallucinating.
"Yolanda?" lissa Greenwood saw Yolanda and first clenched her teeth in hatred, but quickly put on a happy face and approached, "What brings you here?"
Today, she had finally coaxed Cooper to co for a wedding photoshoot, but now that Yolanda was here, she felt uneasy.
If Yolanda dared to cause trouble, she wouldn’t let her off.
"What? Does lissa Greenwood own this photo studio?" Lola Gold faced lissa with disdain, "A good dog doesn’t block the path, move aside."
lissa looked aggrieved, "Is that necessary?"
She then turned and called inside, "May, are you dressed yet? Co out and see who’s here."
Turning back, she gave Yolanda a aningful look, "Yolanda, May is here too. Cooper and I plan to take a set of wedding photos, and this little one wants to join as well."
Yolanda understood lissa’s intent, pulled Lola a bit, shook her head, and whispered, "No need to get angry with her."
Lola Gold gave lissa a disdainful look, then helped Yolanda sit on the couch.
Soon, Little May ran out, the little girl dressed in a pristine white dress, exceptionally beautiful.
Seeing Yolanda, she ran up to her imdiately, "Aunt Yolanda, why are you here?"
"Wow, our May is so beautiful today." Seeing Little May so happy, Yolanda felt relieved. She always feared that lissa, that lunatic, might mistreat May.
Thankfully, every ti she saw May, May seed very happy and always said she didn’t want to be separated from her mom.
"Aunt Yolanda, are you going to take wedding photos too?" In the eyes of a child, this was the place for wedding photography, so Yolanda’s presence there ant she was probably here for that.
"No," Yolanda tugged at the corner of her mouth, feeling a fierce gaze land on her.
She didn’t need to look up to know it was Cooper Coldson staring at her.
She couldn’t be bothered with him and casually picked up a sample book from the table.
"Are you Miss Yolanda?" asked the staff mber who was attending to them promptly, "Is this the pregnancy photoshoot booked by Mr. Noah Coldson?"
Yolanda nodded, "Yes."
"Hello Miss Greenwood, I am your attendant today, just call Smith." He asked with curiosity, "Where’s the father of the child? Hasn’t he arrived yet? Usually, it feels better when both parents participate in the maternity photoshoot."
Just as Yolanda was about to explain that she was going to do it alone, Lola Gold intervened, "The child’s father just went to park the car; he will be here soon."
"That’s great," Smith sighed in relief, noticing Yolanda holding the sample book and then cheerfully introduced, "Miss Greenwood, you can start selecting the style you like. Our makeup artists are ready, and we have all the outfits; feel free to choose any."
"Okay, thank you, I’ll look." Yolanda could feel that gaze still on her, making her wholly uncomfortable.
"No worries, Mr. Coldson has booked the whole day today, take as much ti as you need," Smith was particularly accommodating.
The girl attending to Cooper Coldson and lissa Greenwood, nad Ruby, noticed both newcors looking quite grim and cautiously asked, "Mr. Coldson, Miss Greenwood, do you like this set of clothes?"
lissa imdiately nodded; she just wanted to get it over with and looked at Cooper, "Cooper, I think these clothes are pretty, why don’t we take this set?"
"Ugly as hell!" Cooper’s tone was frightening, and his expression was not pleasant.
"Shall we try another set then?" Ruby, hardly daring to breathe, said, "Mr. Coldson, Miss Greenwood, this way please, we have many more styles to choose from."
Cooper stood still, his gaze potentially on Yolanda, fury broiling in his eyes.
The child she was carrying was likely his, and now she was planning to take happy pregnancy photos with another man, utterly infuriating.
"Cooper!" lissa noticed Cooper’s mood and grew even more worried. She approached affectionately and pulled at his arm, "Co on, let’s look around."
She also signaled to Little May, "May, co on, let’s change another set."
"Oh, coming right away." Little May happily waved goodbye to Yolanda and then followed lissa and Cooper out.
Once they had left, Lola Gold let out a heavy sigh, "The annoying people have finally left."
"Okay, let’s focus on our own shoots, and avoid conflict with them," Yolanda gently shook Lola’s hand, "Don’t make it difficult for my brother."
"I know, I just can’t stand them," Lola huffed.
She looked around and then said to Yolanda, "Yolanda, take your ti choosing; I want to go look at the wedding dresses."
It was hard to deny that even won who didn’t fantasize about love were defenseless in a bridal shop.
Lola always felt like she might never get married, so she wanted to truly appreciate these wedding dresses while she had the chance.
"Go ahead, take your ti," Yolanda nodded and continued selecting.
Suddenly, she heard heavy footsteps approaching, followed by an angry voice above her head.
Reviews
All reviews (0)