Landon''s casualpliment immediately wiped away any unease Terry felt.
Landon was right. Yelena was taking such good care of Terry, and he was lucky to have her.
After a brief moment of self-affirmation, Terry suddenly felt a little lost. "That''s
right, being with Yelena is my good fortune."
Yelena lowered her head, looking shy, but her gaze never left Kieran.
"Terry just loves to say things like that."
Landon sensed something was off and nudged Kieran with his shoulder again. "Kieran, you and L are about to get your marriage license.
"Don''t waste any time here. Hurry up and check everything-make sure all the documents are ready.
"I''ve heard of people who''ve never been married before, and when they went to get their license, they forgot some documents and couldn''t get it done.
"You two have nned everything so carefully-don''t let something like that mess up this important day."
Yelena looked surprised. "Are you two getting your marriage license already?"
Terry pped his forehead. "Almost forgot about that! You two should hurry back and double-check. That''s the real priority."
L nodded slightly. It was indeed time to leave.
She gently tugged on Kieran''s sleeve. "Shall we go back now?"
Kieran''s expression softened as he focused on her. "Alright."
He took her hand, waiting for her to say goodbye to Terry and the others.
Yelena watched the harmonious atmosphere between the two, her gaze shifting. After everyone had left, her eyes lingered on the door.
Terry noticed her spacing out and called her name twice, snapping her back.
She immediately put on a soft, gentle smile. She leaned against the bed, holding his hand and yfully shaking it. "Who exactly is your friend? Why do they seem so mysterious?"
Terry didn''t want to discuss the topic for some reason, so he responded vaguely.
"I''m actually more familiar with Ms. Hart. I''ve met her fiance a few times, but we haven''t really talked much, so I don''t know him well."
That wasn''t a lie, after all.
Yelena tried asking again, but Terry steered the conversation elsewhere.
Meanwhile, L was being led out by Kieran, with Landon following behind and watching them leave.
Kieran''s figure was tall and lean,
while L''s waist was delicate
velmet
not unnaturally thin. The proportions were perfect.
With their looks and presence, they did seem like a well-matched couple.
Kieran purposely slowed his pace to match L''sfortable walking speed.
As they reached the corner, L was surprised when she looked up.
"The person ahead looks a bit like the new male artist we signed."
The figure ahead appeared somewhat thin, and his oversized clothes seemed to
be unable to support his frame.
Kieran nced over. Indeed, it resembled the back he saw the other day.
He quickly averted his gaze and looked at L.
Could she recognize the person from a back view?
It must be that she had been paying close attention to him.
Kieran''s tone was casual. "He''s probably not feeling well, or maybe a family member is sick."
Landon nced over, feeling puzzled. Why was Kieran suddenlyin a bad mood?
L nodded, unaware of Kieran''s
mood shift. "I''ll have Mr. Jordan look
into itter. If there are any
obstacles, he can help early so the artist can settle into work without worries."
Kieran lightly hummed in agreement, not saying anything else.
Landon wanted to say something but eventually bid them farewell outside the hospital.
...
Soon, the day to get the marriage license arrived.
L woke up early. The
custom-made dress had arrived the night before a white dress with
touch of elegance.
She paired it with light-colored high heels and chose a beige overcoat. The scarf
she wore had a slightly pinkish hue.
As she adjusted the scarf, she heard voices downstairs.
She went downstairs, and she saw a slender figure in high heels walking out of
the yard through the living room window.