The wedding hadn't taken place, and the baby was already born.
After the birth, she was constantly busy and hadn't thought about the wedding. She didn't expect him to...
Nathan Bolton held her tightly, "Belle, I can't wait to see you wearing a wedding dress for me."
Lorraine Hughes paused and hugged him, "I'm sorry, I haven't..."
"No, it's I who should apologize. I haven't done what a husband should do, yet you've given birth to our children for me. Giving you a wedding is what I should do."
"Hmm."
She also wanted a wedding, a wedding that belonged to them.
"Feel free to mention anything you're not satisfied with, we have time to prepare."
"Okay," Lorraine Hughes cupped his face, "I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it."
"How will you make it up to me?" His enticing eyes gleamed with light.
"Like this, how about..." She silenced him with a kiss, mimicking his overbearing manner, then untied his tie and shirt buttons, slipping her hand inside.
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