Chapter 921 Wedding Dress

"She used to play strange things, such as catching fish and shrimps in ponds and digging bird nests on the mountain. Once she came back with a broken leg, and it took half a month for her to recover. We thought she would learn a lesson this time, but she went on doing these things soon as she recovered.”

Finnley liked Mya even more. She was too real.

“It turns out that her tenacity was cultivated in childhood. It seems that I missed a lot of wonderful things. I also liked climbing trees when I was young."

"Finnley, our family is very democratic, and we believe that children's nature should be respected. As long as Mya doesn't do extremely dangerous things, Clarence and I will not stop her. Mya had a happy childhood.”

Shirley dropped the chess pieces, raised her eyes, and said to him, "Finnley, I hope you can bring her happiness for the rest of your life." "Don't worry about that." With a smile on his face, Finnley said from the bottom of his heart, "I will be her safe haven, I will always love her, and we will be happy together.”

At this time, a car was parked in the yard, and some people came down with wedding dresses and hangers.

"Mrs. Saunders, the wedding dress is delivered,” Finnley said to the middle-aged woman sitting opposite.

got up and walked towards the door. "Mrs. Saunders,

guys greeted them warmly, and the Saunders family

placed in the middle of the living

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around the hanger, her eyeballs were about to fall out, "My God, isn't

the wedding dress is all handmade, so it looks so delicate, every stitch and

to the wedding dress at a glance.

dazzling dye, and off- shoulder design fit Mya's personality

"Wow!"

when they heard the sound, only to see Mya pause for a

hundred times more beautiful

approval of the Mya, the people who delivered the wedding dress were very

Paula was looking

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