"Oh..." Emma let out a helpless sigh.
It was her own choice, after all. How could Liam possibly see it that way?
Charlotte must have taught him well.
"Where's Liam?" Emma asked, a little puzzled when she didn't see him as she came out.
"He's paying downstairs. He told me to wait for you here."
She walked down to the first floor. At the counter, Liam was seriously signing the credit card slip.
When he saw Emma coming down, the memory of that sweet kiss just now softened his eyes. "See anything else you like? I'll pay for it all together."
He looked just like a gentle and devoted husband doting on his wife.
From what he said, it seemed like if she chose it, he would pay for it.
"I liked every wedding dress I tried on just now. How am I supposed to take them all back?" Emma was feeling vengeful. She had been so embarrassed because of him, and now she wanted to get back at Liam.
"Oh, well, then... Miss, please wrap up all those wedding dresses and send them to Sunrise Manor."
Since she had said it, Liam could only agree.
It was nothing, after all.
"Well, Mr. Williams..." The beautiful sales consultant hesitated. Was he really sure about this?
There were more than a dozen sets upstairs. Was the CEO really buying all of them?
Just thinking about this month's performance made her happy.
"Just swipe the card. Hurry up. My wife likes them."
It was just a few wedding dresses, right?
It wasn't like it would bankrupt Liam.
Anyway, he was in a good mood today, even though he knew it was all just an illusion.
But if he could stay immersed in this fantasy of happiness, why not enjoy it?
Emma was stunned.
"Ah... No, Liam, are you really buying them?" She hurried over to stop the sales consultant's hand.
"Didn't you ask me to buy them? Dear wife, don't make a fuss. Let's just buy them and go home early."
"It's not that... What's wrong with you? Can I wear all those wedding dresses? Besides, do you want me to wear them to work?"
"Do you want them or not?" Liam looked confused. Women's minds were really hard to understand.
It seemed like men were all simple creatures. All he could grasp was the straightforward answer.
He never understood what women really meant.
"No! One is enough..." What else could she say?
Money wasn't meant to be spent like that, okay?
With that, Emma turned and walked toward the door. Saying another word to him would be a waste of breath.
Buying so many wedding dresses back... was he planning to have a wedding every day?
Liam watched her retreating back.
An unprecedented panic gripped his heart.
Was she angry?
If she didn't want them, she didn't have to be angry.
Liam turned around, said a few words to the staff at the wedding dress shop, then took his card and followed her out.
Emma didn't look at him the whole way.
Liam was in a good mood, though. He figured she wouldn't stay mad for long.
"You went shopping with your friends today, didn't you buy anything?" Remembering how disappointed she had looked when she came home, Liam couldn't help asking.
"Yeah, I didn't buy anything." Emma's reply was curt.
"Why? No money, or what?"
Emma didn't know how to answer that.
Actually, she hadn't gone shopping at all. On the way, Olivia had been called away by her boss, and then she had run into Noah.
Thinking about all that, Emma nodded, then shook her head.
What did that mean?
Did she not have money to spend and was too embarrassed to tell him?
Thinking this, Liam took a black card out of his pocket and said, "There's no password. You can change it yourself. If you don't have money, you come to your husband. Otherwise, what's the point of having me?"
"I don't need your money." Emma reached out and pushed the card away. She was still angry about what had just happened, but Liam being so gentle all of a sudden... she really wasn't used to it.
"Why not? I'm your husband. Besides, after we're married, my money will be yours."
"Liam, don't think everything in the world can be solved with money. You'd better think about what we're going to do when we meet our parents tomorrow."
Compared to all this, what was more important was figuring out what to do tomorrow.
In front of their parents, they had to be careful about everything.
What if something went wrong and they found out about their fake marriage? What would they do then?
When Liam heard this, he knew she really didn't want to accept his kindness. He could only silently put the card away.
"Come back early tomorrow. I'll send someone to pick up your parents, and we'll have dinner at home in the evening."
"Oh, okay. Do you have to work overtime tomorrow?" It seemed like Liam was still very busy these days.
Wasn't he working overtime today?
"No, I'll come home early. Then I'll pick you up, and Matthew will pick up your parents. Just let them know."
Liam always handled things clearly. He was always like a mature man with years of experience.
Meticulous, steady, and sharp.
But Emma was thinking about how to please both sets of parents.
Her parents didn't have any special requirements for them. All they wanted to see was Emma and Liam being in love.
But what about the old man?
Last time, because of the Milan Fashion House incident, he might already have a prejudice against Emma.
This time...
No matter what, Emma would fight. To win the old man's favor, she would sacrifice everything.
Her little mind was spinning. The old man just wanted to see that she and Liam were getting along well, right?
Well then...
She would just have to prove it to him.
So the question was, what should Emma do?
What would make others feel like the couple was living in harmony, with deep feelings for each other?
Emma sat in the car, blinking her little eyes, concentrating.
She remembered when she was in college...
The biggest way to show off your relationship was, wasn't it, matching outfits!
Emma suddenly had a brilliant idea.
Immediately, she raised her head and looked at Liam with a smile. "Liam... how about we wear matching outfits tomorrow? That way, we don't have to say anything. When we sit there, everyone with eyes will know how good our relationship is, don't you think?"
How could Emma even think of something like this?
Wasn't that just too clever?
"No, wearing matching outfits is childish. You can wear one if you want."
"What? If I wear one alone, how will people know it's a matching outfit? Liam, you're so funny." Emma was getting angry with him.
He wasn't cooperating at all!
"If I wear one, that would really be funny, wouldn't it?"