Chapter 478 The Happiest Girl
Cherise had anticipated that meeting her mother would be just as emotional as when she met her father, with tears and embraces.
But…
She nervously glanced at the nonchalant woman beside her. She just couldn’t bring herself to cry.
Gracefully, Charisa picked up a peeled grape and placed it near Cherise’s mouth. “Open up.”
Cherise obediently complied and savored the sweet and sour grape.
Charisa continued to feed Cherise grapes, one after another.
Cherise felt confused. Shouldn’t this be an emotional reunion? Why is my mom feeding me grapes?
Soon, a plate full of grapes was placed into Cherise’s mouth.
Charisa wiped Cherise’s mouth before cleaning her own hands. “Wonderful. My daughter has quite the appetite.”
Cherise was speechless.
“Out of the two wedding gowns you chose earlier, one was designed by me, and the other by Damien. Since you love both of them, let’s have two weddings. You can wear mine in the morning and his in the afternoon.”
Cherise was dumbfounded by this unexpected suggestion.
Noticing her confusion, Charisa frowned and said, “If you think that will be too rushed, you can wear mine this time and wear his next time.”
Does she mean I should have another wedding after this one? Cherise was flustered.
“I have an idea,” Zachary interjected, raising his eyebrows. “Bunny, since you can’t decide, what if we get a skilled tailor to combine these two dresses? The left side will be mom’s design, and the right side your hubby’s.”
“No way!” Charisa glared coldly at Zachary, “I meticulously designed this wedding dress, and every stitch was done by my own hand. If you want to split this dress in half, it would break my heart.”
Zachary glanced at Cherise, signaling for her to handle the situation.
Cherise pressed her lips together. “Actually… I think Zachary’s idea is quite good. This is my first and likely only wedding in this lifetime. I truly adore both dresses, and I don’t want to disappoint either of you.”
Charisa furrowed her brows and looked at Cherise coldly. “Is that truly what you believe?”
Cherise felt intimidated by her icy gaze.
“Of course. It’s just my suggestion. If you think…”
“Do whatever you want, as long as it makes you happy,” Charisa interrupted, shrugging in resignation.
Zachary was taken aback and gave Cherise a thumbs up. She was the first person he had ever seen who could change Charisa’s mind with just a few words.
Indeed, Charisa cared more than she let on.
Under Zachary’s guidance, the tailors in the bridal shop reassembled the two wedding dresses.
An hour later, Cherise stood before the mirror, adorned in the wedding dress created through the combined efforts of Charisa and Damien. As she gazed at her reflection, a smile spread across her face.
The dress turned out to be absolutely stunning.
In that moment, she believed she must be the happiest person in the world.
“Not bad,” Charisa remarked indifferently, glancing at the wedding gown. She then put on her mask and stood up. “Zachary, let’s go.”
Cherise was caught off guard. She turned to Charisa and asked, “Are you leaving already?”
Charisa nodded. “I came today to see you try on the wedding dresses. Now that you’re finished, it’s time for me to leave.”
