Chapter 72Lorraine "These dresses are so beautiful." Stella cooed, as she accompanied me to the dress store. Several beautiful wedding dresses caught my attention, their designs appealing and mind blowing, making me wish I could try all of them. I would have been more happy if Victoria was around to shop with me. She had a good sense of fashion, and with just one look, she'll make the perfect choice for me. "Yes, they are very beautiful. I can't wait to find the right one." I agreed, blushing as we trotted further into the store. An attendant walked towards us with a charming bright smile that I couldn't help but return. "Good morning. I'm here to shop for a dress." I announced with more enthusiasm needed than usual. She clapped her hands eagerly. "Well, you're in the right place because over here, there are hundreds of beautiful dresses you can pick from at affordable prices. And if you want, I can help you choose what suits you then we'll start with the fitting." She offered.

Chapter 74Dexter Dante lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply while Drake let out a pain filled groan while taking the bullet out of his arm. I'd have taken him to a hospital but I wasn't ready for unnecessary questions, and since he was good at taking care of his injuries, I let him do it. "Once again, thank you for saving my wife. I really appreciate it." He nodded, wiping the blood with a wet towel then wrapped his arm with a bandage. I didn't know how I'd repay him but the heavens knew that I'd try somehow. "It's fine, boss. How's she doing?" He asked. "Pretty shaken up. She's surprised that her stepfather is lurking around the corner so that got her scared, but I'd make sure nothing happens to her. Anyone who wants to hurt her would have to come through me first." My jaw ticked in resolution because everything I'd said was the truth. "Lorraine is a kind woman. She doesn't deserve to have someone as wicked as him for a father. I swear I'll kill him again if he ever comes cl

Chapter 76Lorraine He finally gave me his personal number so I could contact him about the location of the wedding. I didn't know why I should be that excited that a stranger—no—new friend that I just made, would grace my wedding. I would tell Dexter about it once he comes back. Satisfied that I'd returned home before him, I decided to execute the exciting plans I'd been making in my head. I began with dinner. I couldn't remember the last time I cooked for him, since he boasted constantly that he was a better cook than I was. He deserved to be pampered, and tonight, he'd get loads of it from me. I donned on an apron, the one Dexter normally wore when he wanted to enter 'chef mode', then I went ahead to get some ingredients from the pantry and began the preparation. Cooking was tasking in all ramifications, which I avoided like a plague but it didn't mean that I wasn't a good cook, and tonight I'd show Dexter how useful I could be in the kitchen. A few hours later, I served la

Chapter 78Lorraine Gladness filled my heart as I peeled the wedding dress off my body and had the attendant package my dress. The final fitting had been done and I was more than ready to stand in front of Dexter to declare my vows. Drake, whose arm was getting better, drove me from the dress store to the location of our wedding, where Dexter and I would meet up to supervise the decorations of the venue and make changes where needed. The view that I saw when I got down from the car got my eyes popping in pleasant surprise. This was exactly what I wanted—what I dreamt of. The white cauliflowers and pink carnations bordered towards the beach front in Malibu, with a lighter shade of pink curtains draped on the pillars. "It's so beautiful," I muttered under my uneven breath, my eyes darting around and taking note of the ethereal scenery. The decorators knew their jobs so well because I could hardly detect any changes to be made. My eyes caught the sight of the gray tuberoses whic

Chapter 80Lorraine My eyes fluttered open, a sharp pain thawing in my head then I felt beads of liquid trickle down my skin; probably I was aroused from my sleep by it. I made to stand up, then I realised that my movement had been restricted by a strong rope which was tied around my ankles. I jutted my chin up and my eyes landed on a familiar face that caused more throbbing pains in my head. Dante held a pail in his hands, flashing a cynical smirk that could make almost anyone jittery. I shook my head, pleading with my eyes that he should reconsider but he only looked away and retreated to the iron door. "What's going on here, Dante? I'm supposed to be at my wedding!" I hollered at him in exasperation, but my angry outburst had no effect on him as his fingers closed around the door knob. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from wailing, my body trembling in anguish. I couldn't believe what was going on. How could my life turn around for the worse in less than... I couldn't even