Secret Marriage With The Cold-hearted Billionaire
“We have less than three months. If this is going to be the Evans wedding the world expects, kailangan mabilis at maayos.”
Elle blinked, overwhelmed as fabric swatches and brochures spread before her. “Three months?”
“Yes, anak,” Leticia said firmly. “Hindi tayo pwedeng magtagal. The family, the shareholders, even society, they’re all waiting. Besides, you’ve waited long enough.”
Elle managed a small smile, though her chest tightened. “It just feels… fast.”
Knox, sensing her unease, slipped an arm around her shoulder. “We’ll do this at your pace. Huwag kang magpapa-pressure.”