Their Wedding Was merely a Dream

ry at the stall when she rec

it was the last day she sold fish, and the hotel was right next to the orchestra B

roducing her to some friends to help her learn to be a

money. Dawn wanted to earn money on her

laine and chatting happily. She was dressed in a white

crowd of middle-aged people and

r of the kitchen, holding a fish delivery co

unsteady

aze and sighed, "They are a perfect match. He is talented, and sh

s about to leave when she heard a familiar

estrained, but he was pinned a

were a br

torn, and her lips g

think much or look a

led in bed with Dawn, but he wa

discussing the per

or. They combine roma

a prestigious medical family are indeed a perfect

eamed of getting married to him and was truly clueless. That woman is so thick-skinned. H

, and she was shaking. Her breath was even t

uddenly stopped. A familiar melody began

ne was playing. He confessed his feelings for

r sycamore tree. He shone with a gentle lig

nd he played the confession son

could barely breathe.

art with ninety-nine roses t

o whisper in Blaine's ear like an empress, "Blaine

nch. His hand naturally rested on Erin's waist, and hi

ed their mouths

e wealthy is tr

rom a romantic TV dr

hands, which were left from scaling

ine's during that summer when they

hen Dawn entered, she saw him slumped on the

ut the suit into the

over and buried his head in Dawn's

touch. She sighed and pushe

sh, both their phones

his screen. It w

causing trouble..." Erin'

se said anxiously, Daw