Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Chapter 49

Janice had no choice but in shut up.

Maybe it was the smooth flight or the fact that she'd been drinking the night before and had rushed to catch the plane in the middle of the night, but somehow, she fell asleep with her head resting against Edward's shoulder.

Edward glanced down at their still-intertwined hands as her breathing slowed and grew steady. He lifted his index finger and lightly tapped the back of her hand.

Just then, Janke stirred faintly as if her sleep was restless. She shifted closer, nuzzing against his shoulder.

Edward acted swifthr. He lifted her arm while careful not to wake her and quietly removed the armrest separating their sears.

Janice was levning entirely against him in an instant, her head nestled in his chest. Edward now practically held her in his arms, fast asleep

But Edward couldn't bring himself to rest

His gaze fell to her hands, which had spent years working with needles. Both palms bore obvious calluses, but what struck him more was that they marked both her left and right hands.

Could Janice embroider with both hands?

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A talent like hers was a treasure, and yet Simon had treated her the way he did.

Edward Dumed his head slightly, his eyes landing on Harrison. When he spoke, his voice carried its usual edge of quiet menace.

"Godismantle those two chairs."

a few others to carry out

too well to

family name, Edward's wilder instincts would have overturned Greenfield City

controlled investments across half the country's

were two chairs compared to

asleep, had no idea that on the way to Gallandia, Edward was reclining comfortably with a beauty resting peacefully in his arms while some other passengers were left

had managed to get a few hours of sleep on the plane. Her

she

start at 3:00 pm

had made arrangements for a private pick-up, and their trip to the

entrance, Edward was quickly stopped by a Gallandian local who struck up

stepped aside

shoulder, huh? Looks Like you're not as special as you thought," Simon sneered as

stood beside him. She was dressed to the nines in an overly flashy

better than being

"Janice, you-

best interests,” Janice

Fitzgerald's personal account is frozen, isn't it? Doesn't seem like

every move. By now,

the actress, blinked back tears and whined, “Janice, how could you curse me like

a dying person? Janke replied calmly, her tone as cool as the breeze that stirred

conversation, lowering his voice to a sharp whisper, “Janice, don't

buying one of her works to compete in the Winter Tournament! You want Proper stitch Group to win an award and make it to the international competition, right? As long as I'm around, you can forget

it!

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