Secret Marriage With The Cold-hearted Billionaire
“We’ll do this at your pace. Huwag kang magpapa-pressure.”
One planner opened a binder, showing sketches of gowns. “We have options for you, Mrs. Evans, classic ball gowns, sleek silhouettes, or something more modern. Do you have a vision?”
Elle swallowed, staring at the designs. Naalala niya ang secret wedding nila three years ago, no gown, no church, no flowers. Just a hurried signature, a hidden promise, and later, heartbreak.
“I… I never really thought about it,” she admitted softly.