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.

they got up and walked towards the

and the Saunders family also

room, the hanger was placed in the middle of the

and asked, "Is she

come down in a

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eyeballs were about to fall out, "My God, isn't this too beautiful?" “It's not just a wedding

this time, another staff member proudly introduced, "The floral beading on the wedding dress is all handmade, so it looks so delicate, every stitch

wedding dress at a glance. It looked

and off- shoulder design fit Mya's

"Wow!"

to see Mya pause for a second, then went downstairs, “The wedding dress

hundred times more beautiful than the one on

the people who delivered

Paula was looking forward

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