Bride to Be, Not Me

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."

didn't hesitate. He immediately left with a few others to carry out the

Edward's temperament too well to

name, Edward's wilder instincts would have overturned

across half the country's civil aviation

two chairs compared to that?

reclining comfortably with a beauty resting peacefully in his arms while some other passengers were left grumbling

managed to get a few hours of sleep on the plane. Her body didn't

as she checked into her room, she went straight

exhibition was scheduled to start at

for a private pick-up, and their trip to the venue was timed down to the

they reached the exhibition entrance, Edward was quickly stopped by a

stepped aside to

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

in Amelia, who stood beside him. She was dressed to

tone, Janice replied, "Still better than being stuck

"Janice, you-

interests,” Janice interrupted with a

bad? After all, Mr. Fitzgerald's personal account is

with Simon had honed panier's abdity to predict his every move. By now, she could read him like a book,

tears and whined, “Janice, how could you curse me like

dying person? Janke replied

to a sharp whisper, “Janice,

I'll be 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

it!