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."

He immediately left with a few others to carry

understood Edward's temperament too well to

restraint imposed by the Moore family name, Edward's wilder instincts would have overturned Greenfield City long

Edward controlled investments across half the

compared to that? Nothing

moment, Janice, fast 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 grumbling

Hotel, Janice had managed to get a few hours of sleep on the

room, she went straight to the bathroom for a

to start at 3:00 pm local

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

by a Gallandian

stepped aside

you're not as

him. She was dressed to the nines in an overly flashy outfit that

Indifferent tone, Janice replied, "Still better than being stuck with someone who might drop dead at any

"Janice, you-

best interests,” Janice

the exhibition hall, wouldn't it be bad? After all, Mr. Fitzgerald's personal account is frozen, isn't

move. By now, she could read him like a book, and she

and whined, “Janice,

person? Janke replied calmly, her tone

cut off their conversation, lowering his voice to a sharp whisper, “Janice, don't get

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

it!