RankNovelAt that moment, Felicity couldn't for the life of her shake off the words Craig had texted Abigail.
How could I let you go try on wedding dresses alone? Craig, who had spent the entire night at the hospital and was even zooming on the freeway late at night, knew better than to let a girl go try on wedding dresses by herself.
And what about Miles? She paused for a few seconds, then immediately redialed his number.
Miles picked up quickly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Felicity, did you see the message I sent you?" "I did." Her voice was tight, her red lips pursed, carrying a hint of defiance, "I want you back here. Now." "Felicity..." "Cback." After a brief pause, Miles cautiously tried to soothe, "I've already made it to the hospital. I'll just take a quick look and then drive straight back!" Felicity remained silent.
He continued, trying to communicate rationally, "Felicity, although it was Esther who pursuedat first, I was the one who agreed to go out with her. And yes, breaking up with her was quite abrupt. I'm not great at communicating and might have been a bit harsh, leading her to attempt suicide. I feel responsible for that." Responsibility.
Always responsibility! Felicity had thought she might lose to responsibility, but never like this.
"Do you understand me?" he asked again.
"No." Miles sounded troubled, "She's really in critical condition. It's a matter of life and death! I'll be back as soon as I can, an hour at most! Please wait forat the bridal shop." Felicity had more to say.
But it all got stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.
As she looked at the screen of her phone, the call timer kept ticking up, second by second.
She forced a smile, "Don't rush on my account." "Felicity!" "Go do what you need to." With that, Felicity hung up.
She took a deep breath, then turned to the designer with as normal a voice as she could muster.
"Sorry, my fiancé... he's had a bit of an emergency and can't jointo choose the wedding dress. But I understand, once a dress is worm and photographed, it's not easy for you to sell it again. So, I'll buy this one Could you pack it up for me?" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesNaturally, the designer didn't object, nodding, "Of course! But, we only had appointments with you and your fiancé all day. If he's free later, you could still cback! Even in the evening, I can wait." Content belongs toen.kikistories"No need." Even the most clueless could sense something was off with Felicity.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe designer didn't say another word and went off to process the payment.
Soon, the wedding dress was meticulously packed, even the exterior packaging was exquisitely embroidered.
Felicity, clutching the wedding dress, walked out of the bridal shop and straight to the trash can in front, where she discarded it. "What a waste, such a waste." Outside the hospital.
Miles had redialed Felicity's number seven or eight times, to no avail.
Instead, it was Esther's father who called him again! "Have you arrived?" || '...Yes." "Why haven't you cup yet? My Esther is willing to give up her you; efor you're not trying to shirky responsibilities, are you?!" Content belongs to en.kikistories"No." Miles's voice was deep, "I'm on my way to the emergency room now." He hung up and tried calling Felicity once more.
This tit went straight to voicemail.
Miles frowned deeply and hurried into the hospital.
He thought to himself, resolve the situation here quickly, and then go back to properly make things right with her!
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