Novel & Cerita Dearest Gentle Reader Bridgerton

My muscles relaxed which I didn't even know where tight. "Don't worry he will allow anyone I will ask to marry. He is too desperate for me to find a girl after Rebecca" I told her as we started to walk. And I realized I mentioned someone I shouldn't have. "Rebecca? Was he approving you both? " She asked me she wasn't looking mad. Or hurt or upset at all. Like just casually. Is she understanding or just doesn't gives damn. Well when she isn't bothered why should I be. "In the beginning but later he became a jerk" i said as I looked straight coldly as we enter the Door of the Villa. In the gallery area. Which takes directly to the back yard where dinner arrangements where made.

I straightened, turning away before the moment could stretch into something more. Faro was the first to approach after the ceremony, clapping a hand on my shoulder with his signature smirk. “And? How was the first taste of your young bride?” I scowled, my silence enough of an answer. Undeterred, Faro turned his attention to Isabella, offering a playful bow. She returned his smile, open and unguarded. It was too easy to see her youth in moments like this—her naivety. My eyes flicked to the sunflowers woven into her hair. They felt wrong, juvenile, a stark contrast to the diamond earrings I’d sent her. Leaning down, I spoke quietly, my tone firm. “Why didn’t you wear the earrings I bought?”