?Chapter 163:


    Each day, he returned home fresh from a shower and rxed, waiting for Rachel, who was still glued to herptop due to extended work hours.


    One night, with the clock striking eleven and Rachel still engrossed in her work in the study, Brian couldn’t hold back any longer.


    He approached her, firmly shut herptop, and said, “That’s enough for tonight. You can wrap this up tomorrow.”


    “But it’s the weekend tomorrow. If I don’t finish this now, it will have to wait until…”


    “Let’s end it here for today.”


    He then moved in, lifted her effortlessly, and carried her toward the bathroom. Turning on the shower, he said, “Your pajamas are ready. Take a quick shower. We’ve got something nned.”


    “What are we doing?”


    Rachel suspected it might be sex. Thements Tracy had made earlier still echoed in her mind, causing her difort.


    After spending extra time in the bathroom, Rachel eventually came out. The moment she moved, Brian wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in.


    His lips grazed the back of her neck, slowly making their way down. She instinctively recoiled. “I’m really tired tonight, not in the mood.”


    “Are you mistaken about something?”


    He gently ruffled her hair and drew her tightly into his embrace.


    “It’s Saturday tomorrow. Your wedding dress and the rings have arrived. It’s time to try them on.”


    Rachel was puzzled. “But you mentioned we’d have to wait another month?”


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    Brian tenderly cupped her face, his eyes soft. “Rachel, I’ve made you wait too long. I don’t want to dy any longer.”


    At that moment, Rachel overflowed with joy. Gazing into his eyes, a sudden question arose in her heart: had he married her out of duty, or had his feelings for her genuinely deepened?


    “Brian, are you really sure you want to see me in that wedding dress?”


    “Could there be anyone else?” His words gently soothed Rachel’s worries.


    Rachel thought it might be time to show more faith in him. Havingmitted to marry him and picturing their life together, she realized she should not dwell on doubts.


    They made their way to the bridal shop the next morning.


    The wedding gowns, arrayed in splendid rows, radiated with dazzling purity and elegance, symbolizing the undying love all couples aspire to.


    Brian sped Rachel’s hand and confidently led her to the far end of the shop. When the attendants noticed him, they quickly came forward, full of excitement. “Mr. White, your selected wedding gown has arrived! Would your fiancée like to try it on right now?”


    “Yes.”


    As they pulled back the curtain, revealing the gown, Rachel let out a surprised breath.


    The gown surpassed the original design in beauty and liveliness. Although her preference usually leaned toward simpler designs, the gown’s hem was intricately beaded with fine diamonds. It didn’t appear heavy but rather sparkled as if it epassed an entire radiant gxy. Its long train gracefully cascaded along the floor. Merely gazing upon it was mesmerizing.


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