Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

Lucy was at a loss. What should she say? Were all designers this free-spirited and unconcerned about what others thought of them, or... Was this Matthew's idea of fashion? She looked at Matthew hesitantly and asked, "Matthew, you're not expecting me to wear that, are you?" Although Matthew was not the designer, Lucy was already convinced that he would make her wear that.

Matthew's gaze darkened as he realized that his wife's image of him was in shambles.

He shouted at the designer with annoyance, "Richard, what are you doing?"

Richard Armani stiffened when he heard him. Turning around, he saw the furious Matthew and the bewildered Lucy.

Richard's eyes lit up, and he went up to kiss Matthew on the cheek. "Ciao, Signor Leon. It's been so long since I last saw you. Did you miss me?" Signor Leon...

Lucy was once again thrown off guard. Why was she suddenly transported back to her middle school Italian class?

Matthew's veins were bulging. "I know that's what you like to call me, but please stick to Matthew. I can't stand hearing you call me that."

Richard raised his hands above his head in surrender. "Alright, alright, I get it. Whatever you want. You're my muse, after all."

get used

little eccentric,

to Richard's behavior, so he said, "I asked you

a head start by setting the mood." Lucy's expression sank. She had hit the nail right on

felt herself getting

evening wear. Don't tell me you're going to make me a Hawaiian-style bathing

at Matthew. "Matthew, you're hilarious. How could I possibly make a Hawaiian-themed

"Wait a moment!

actually doesn't sound like

chin, eager to experiment with the

you truly

at Matthew, but Matthew frowned even more. "You'd better make me some normal clothes. I don't want my wife to show up at

words, Richard reluctantly abandoned his