I looked at my mother in the wheelchair subconsciously, feeling confused.
Then I saw the wedding photo of my fiance, Lawson Hoffman, and his first love, Janelle Crawford.
Janelle, the online celebrity wore the wedding dress designed by me and took a lot of explicit photos.
And the pure and flawless wedding dress, which I had spent three years working hard on, had become a pile of garbage.
The delicate embroidery patterns were covered with a layer of sticky and unknown liquid.
The hemline of her gauze dress had been torn apart, and the gems on it had been torn into pieces.
"These photos became popular all over the Internet overnight and violated our confidentiality requirements. What's more, the wedding dress was so damaged..."
My eyes reddened uncontrollably.
This wedding dress contained the painstaking efforts of my mother and me.
Last night, Lawson asked me for the password of the studio and said that he would give me a surprise.
He said that I could sleep late, and he would send the wedding dress to the venue for me.
At that time, I was very surprised and moved.
After all, he was usually a no-nonsense man. It was the first time that he would like to give me a surprise.