Take Me Away

Chapter 320 Have No Regrets Anymore



Chapter 320 Have No Regrets Anymore

In the Civil Affairs Bureau, the process of getting the marriage certificate was smooth. Except for

Sophia's editing of a form, taking a wrong picture and making a wrong vow. The staff of the Civil Affairs

Bureau were all speechless, but George looked at Sophia with a smile all the time, thinking that she

was so cute. That was the one he loved, Sophia. If didn't make mistakes, it was not her.

After they got out of the Bureau, Sophia's palms were still sweating and she kept complaining about

herself, "What's wrong with me just now? I made so many mistakes. It's not perfect at all." Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"In my eyes, it's perfect." said George as he took Sophia's hand.

Sophia immediately settled down, being held by George hand in hand. Lowering her head slightly, she

said, "George, we are really married! I can't believe it. "

George shook the marriage license in his hand. "I have the certificate now."

"Haha." With a big smile on her face, Sophia said, "George, you can't get rid of me at last."

"Yeah. Congratulations, Sophia." George also laughed with her.

"Hee hee, can you sleep with me?"

Sophia said in a shameless tone. Putting his hand on his forehead, George said, "Can you say

something else? How romantic it is! No need to say that."

"George, isn't that what a couple is supposed to say? Why isn't it romantic? " Sophia pouted.

George smiled and sighed. "Come on, let's go to the wedding store and try on the wedding dress, you

must be the most beautiful bride."

Sophia was pushed forward by him as she shouted, "I haven't finished yet! When on earth will you

sleep with me? I'm your wife now. Are you sure you can't do that? "

Sophia raised her voice and drew the attention of passers-by. Under the gaze of these people, George

felt his scalp tingling. He put Sophia into the car, started the car, and said in a slightly unhappy tone,

"You'll know in the future whether I can do it or not."

"It's okay. If you can't do it, I can be above." Sophia said as she fastened her seat belt, but just as she

finished, the car stopped abruptly.

Upon hearing that, George slammed on the brake. His face turned red and showed anger. "Sophia, you

will regret saying that in the future." Then he turned away and started the car again. In the car, Sophia

sat on the passenger seat and burst into laughter.

The car arrived at a wedding dress shop. It was reserved by Evan long ago. The shop assistants

hurried to welcome them as soon as they arrived. The moment Sophia stepped into the fitting room,

she was dizzy with the dazzling wedding dresses. They looked amazing and she wanted them all. She

walked around like a busy bee, but to no avail.

Spencer and Terence arrived as well. Sophia wanted to show the wedding dress to the bridal shop with

Fiona and Vivian, but the two soon to be fathers disagreed. They didn't want Sophia to be too excited

and take two pregnant women to go crazy. Sophia had no choice but to pick up the wedding dresses

one by one for the two pregnant women. She was so tired that she was out of breath, but she was still

enjoying it.

Sophia took out a pure white strapless fishtail dress, put it on her body and asked, "What do you think?

Is it beautiful? "

"It looks good on you." George instantly nodded without thinking.

"Honey, you have a good taste." Sophia winked at George.

"Sophia breasts are too small. She can't hold up the dress." Vivian grabbed the fruits in the bridal shop

and put them into her mouth. She handed a slice of sour fruit to Fiona and said, "Here, have some

orange, otherwise we will vomit again."

With a smile, Fiona took it and said, "Sophia, you don't have to pick this one. It suits Vivian well."

"You all dislike me!" Sophia complained in frustration. After that, she straightened up and said to

George: "George, look, I am not small, am I? In fact, can I hold on now? "

"Ahem!" George coughed and covered his mouth. His face turned red, "Not small."

Spencer patted on his shoulder and continued, "Mr. George, have you really decided to marry this

woman? Do you really need no time to consider?"

Terence patted on Evan's shoulder with a smile. He didn't say anything.

"Do you want to stop him again, Mr. Spencer?" He knew that they were joking, but he still answered

with a smile.

"I'm stopping you? No, no, no! I can't wait to see her marry you as soon as possible, and I can't wait to

see you own her! " Spencer continued, "In case she misleads my Fiona all day long."

"Humph!" Sophia rolled her eyes at Spencer and said, "Vivian, you have to hold a wedding ceremony

after you give birth to the baby. Since this wedding dress suits you well, let's see how it looks first."

Then she handed the wedding dress to Vivian, and left to pick her wedding dress.

After taking a sip of tea, Terence turned around and began to study the wedding dress with Vivian.

Suddenly, something occurred to him. "George, why did you ask Sophia to pick up the dress? You have

already asked someone to design it for her, haven't you?"

"It will be used for the wedding tomorrow, but for today's wedding photos, we'll use the wedding in the

shop first." George explained indifferently, his eyes resting on Sophia who was busy with her work.

Feeling bored, Spencer caressed Fiona's soft hands. Noticing that Fiona was looking at the wedding

dress curiously, he offered, "How about I go with you to see this wedding dresses?"

"Okay." Tired as she was, Fiona stood up with the help of Spencer. Then they began to walk around in

the bridal shop.

Fiona walked to the shopwindow and was caught by a white wedding dress. The upper half of the body

was strapless and high waist, and the lower part was a puffy dress with layers of gauze, which was

decorated with flowers, simple and beautiful.

"Do you want to try?" A shop assistant came up and said, "This is the latest style. No one has tried it on

yet."

Turning her head, Fiona saw Sophia coming this way. She said, "Let her have a try. She is the bride."

"I've just seen it." Sophia ran over and said with pity, "It's a big size. It doesn't fit me. I like its style very

much.. Fiona, why don't you give it a try? I haven't seen you in wedding dress yet! "

"Me? I'm pregnant! My belly is already so big. I can't wear it. " Fiona shook her head, with a hint of

regret in her eyes.

After thinking for a while, Spencer asked, "Do you have any wedding dresses suitable for pregnant

women in the shop? Or a bigger one that can fit my wife. "

"Spencer!" Fiona called out his name, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Smiling at her, Spencer continued, "Anyway, we're here. It's a good try!" After that, he looked at Fiona

up and down. Recently, due to her pregnancy, her weight was a little heavier than before. She was

more lovely than before. She would look beautiful in a wedding dress, wouldn't she?

The shop assistant looked at them and said with a smile, "This dress really suits you! It's a high waist

dress. The lower abdomen will just be used to cover the hemline and will not be tied by upper body. I

think it fits this lady very much. "

After she finished speaking, Spencer nodded and said, "Then let's have a try."

Fiona was a little touched, but hesitant. Spencer gently held her and asked the servant to take off the

wedding dress. Then he said, "I haven't seen you wear the wedding dress, and I also want to see it, so

you'd better work harder and show it to me, okay? It must be very beautiful. "

"Yeah, you can have a try." The shop assistant encouraged.

Caught off guard, Fiona was taken to the fitting room.

On the other side, Terence saw it. He said, "Hey, don't you feel ashamed? Today we came here with

George to see the wedding dress. What are you doing?"

"This shop is not specially owned for George. Why can't our Fiona have a try?" Spencer rolled his eyes

at Terence, "Not only Fiona, I'll also try it on later. I don't usually wear suits, so I'll definitely look better

than you."

"Humph!" Terence snorted, full of disdain for him.

"My husband is more handsome than you." While Vivian was eating orange, she spared her time to

belittle Spencer.

Spencer then turned around and walked to the fitting room, talking to Fiona through the door. Since

Fiona's belly was bigger, it was more difficult to wear the wedding dress. After waiting for a while,

Spencer yawned. When he was about to say that he wanted to take a rest, he heard the voice of a

shop assistant from the inside, "It's done."

Then, with a click, the door of the fitting room was opened.

With his hands in pockets, Spencer turned around casually. The moment he caught sight of Fiona, his

eyes lit up with surprise. He withdrew his hands unconsciously, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Fiona..."

Flushed, Fiona lowered her head with difficulty, avoiding any eye contact with him, and said, "It's a little

tired to wear the dress. What do you think? Is it weird? "

After that, she looked up, only to find that Spencer was staring at her.

"Fiona, what should I say?" Spencer felt like he had fallen in love with Fiona again when he saw her

standing in front of him in a white wedding dress. He couldn't take his eyes off her, his Adam's apple

bobbed in his throat. "You're very beautiful, very beautiful. It makes me very touched."

Standing in front of him, Fiona held her dress and said, "I have worn it, and I have no regrets."

"Wow, mom is so beautiful!"

All of a sudden, here came the voice of Sarah. Fiona turned around immediately and saw George

standing not far away with Sarah in his arms and others standing aside watching them.

"Is Mom getting married to dad?" Sarah asked again.

"Mom has married dad." Fiona smiled.

"But why does Mommy wear such beautiful clothes?"

"Because..."

"Because Daddy wants to take wedding photos with Mommy!" Then Spencer turned to look at Fiona

and added, "I can't give you a wedding, but we can take wedding photos. You look so beautiful. I have

to take pictures and save them."

Suddenly, a soft smile spread over Fiona's face.


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