My Supermodel Wife

Inside the shoe box, there is a pair of women's champagne-colored shoes with pointed toes.

Lilia couldn't help but laugh as she took the shoes out of the box. "You are really worried about my pregnancy to the point of bothering to prepare these shoes!"

"Ah, this is just a genuine concern. I'm not going to half-way prepare for this promotion anyway. Okay, let's see if there's any more trouble. If there isn't, let's go do the photoshoot!"

Claire stood up while smoothing the hem of the wedding dress.

Lilia turned in front of the mirror two more times, and just as she was about to leave, she felt that something was missing.

"Sister, the veil..."

"Oh yeah, what's wrong with me today?! I always forget everything!"

Claire quickly took the veil from the hanger after Lilia reminded her.

She tiptoed carefully, put a veil over her hair for Lilia, and a two meter veil spread out behind her like a waterfall.

After finishing everything, Claire circled her again. After confirming there was no problem, the two people left the changing room.

She lifted her skirt gently, and looked around and became suspicious. "Why isn't anyone here today?"

"It's a weekday, and everyone doesn't have time to go on vacation."

Lilia was still confused, but what her sister-in-law said made sense, so she didn't worry about it anymore.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the flower garden. Claire glanced at the time, it was 10:05 a.m.

She looked around, then pointed to the stage in front. "Lilia, behind that is the shooting location, the staff is waiting for you there. My stomach suddenly hurts a little, you go first, I'll catch up with you later!"

"Are you okay?" Lilia turned her gaze to look at her with concern in her eyes.

For today's event, she didn't summon Harold. Except for the makeup artist she saw in the dressing room earlier, she didn't see anyone else at all.

For some reason, Lilia felt something strange.

But because of her trust in her sister-in-law, she still calmed all her emotions and carried out her duties.

At this moment, Claire clutched her lower abdomen, pretending to smile reluctantly. "It's not a problem, you may not know it. After giving birth, it will be a little difficult to hold a bowel movement. Go to the location first. Don't worry about me, I'll catch up with you."

Lilia wanted to accompany her, but because the wedding dress was too expensive, she didn't dare to walk as she pleased.

After careful consideration, he nodded in agreement. "Okay then, I'll go first. If you don't feel well, you can go back to the car and rest for a while. I'll coordinate with the staff to do the photoshoot. Don't rush back."

Lilia's gentle eyes stared at Claire, this was quite touching to her heart. Claire couldn't help but step forward to hug her. "Your words can calm everyone down. Hurry up and leave, I'll catch up with you in 10 minutes."

"Okay!"

After that, Claire turned and left.

She watched as Claire's back pulled away, curled her lips, and walked towards the stage in front.

This set seemed to have just been installed, and she seemed familiar with the images she saw on the internet.

In the center of the stage was a door, so Lilia stepped forward and pushed it gently, and the door opened in response.

In the expanding field of vision, no staff member is visible.

This arrangement made Lilia feel a little surprised again.

She entered the door, stepped onto the catwalk steps, and suddenly a buzzing sound floated through the air.

Lilia looked up and saw four small drones flying out of nowhere under the blue sky.

She glanced a few times, pursed her lips and smiled. Maybe drone enthusiasts were playing around here.

On the stage, Lilia walked through the flower gate quietly.

Within the navy blue flower, her shadow stepped closer towards the building.

She didn't realize that as she walked past this white runway, the ground behind her was lit up by the stars.

Even if the sun is dazzling, it still can't cover the stars on the catwalk.

Lilia stood silently in front of the closed door of the building.

Where's the staff?!

Lilia raised her eyes and looked at the building. In this quiet and solemn place, she extended her hand gracefully and knocked gently on the door.

At this time, she was a little worried, was she in the wrong location?!

The door to the building was very heavy, but with a knock, the carved wooden door opened slowly.

Perhaps it was the wedding dress she was wearing that made Lilia pay more attention to her behavior, so when the door opened, she slowly lifted her cheeks and smiled gently.

It's just… the gap in the door opened slightly, and when Lilia raised her eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth completely froze.

Perhaps, in this life, she would never have imagined that she would see such an unforgettable sight in this place.

In this mini church-like building, the sun pours into the glass windows, dazzling all the colors.

Under the majestic cross, stood a priest and the figure of Jean Widjaya wearing a black suit.

Lilia's gaze was deeply locked on the man. She didn't have time to see who the people around her were, her brain suddenly went sluggish.

After a long absence, she realized that her husband was dressed in a very orthodox black suit, with one hand on his back and the other in front of him.

Lilia had never seen her tie a bow tie. His facial features and thin lips were tinged with a small smile, making him look extremely handsome.

Lilia kept blinking, trying to get rid of the moisture in her eyes.

After staring at each other for a long time, her gaze trembled, and she saw three equally magnificent groomsmen standing on the left side of the man's back.

Alex, Chris, and Tom.

They were dressed in the same clothes, moved the same way, and looked at her with a smile.

On the other side, there were three bridesmaids in white dresses.

Mellisa, Merry, Vivi.

At this moment, Lilia completely understood all the details.

The so-called favors for the promotion of her sister-in-law's bridal boutique, as well as the familiar Moire designs, the one hundred and seventy diamond inlays, the entire tourist spot adorned with blue flowers and lots of cloud threads… All were prepared for her wedding.

During these past few days, the longing and loneliness hidden in her heart had been washed away by the current complex emotions.

She didn't move, she stood in the shadow of the church entrance, her body shining with sunlight, clean and pure.

At this moment, footsteps came slowly beside her under the speckled sunlight.

She rolled her eyes stiffly, tears streaming down her face for a moment.

'Grandpa…'

Caleb, who was wearing a fine suit, walked in front of her in a happy voice and was slightly moved. 

"Little girl, Grandpa has come to send you to the altar!"