Yerou, who was wearing a comfortable and pleasant white gauze dress, suddenly heard such a conversation after turning around the palace-like corridor. For a moment, it seemed as if a dark cloud enveloped her sensitive heart.

In the bathtub that imitates naturalism, the large green leaves cover a pool of sparkling beauty lotion.

When Yerou stood up like a hibiscus from the special beauty lotion, she looked down at her arms. The skin all over her body was so crystal clear that she was surprised, and her hair——

Sometimes her dry and yellow hair completely disappeared due to heavy workload and rush for time, and her hands touched the shiny and smooth blonde hair like a piece of satin.

It was here that she completed an incredible leap in appearance. As the wedding approached, she was so nervous and excited that she forgot some trivial matters that had troubled her.

Starting from this morning, Yerou was surrounded by a group of professionals and various instruments. She was dressed up so beautifully that she couldn't even believe it.

Her figure is originally tall and slender, and she is considered a natural beauty. Dressed up with various instruments and skillful hands, it is not an exaggeration to describe her as a goddess.

As a bride full of happy expectations, she walked towards her husband, who was also an irreplaceable hero in her heart.

He stood there tall and straight, like a high mountain peak, proud of the world, noble and extraordinary, but also cold and cold.

This was their first night together after leaving their respective single lives, and there was no sense of happiness as a newlywed.

Kalki slept on the reading chair in a half-sitting position for the whole night, while Yerou felt deeply disappointed.

The bright morning light passed through the gauze curtains, bringing a dreamlike atmosphere. Yerou woke up on time at six o'clock every day in the girls' dormitory.

She gently opened her clear blue eyes, and what she saw in front of her made her unable to remember where she was for a moment. After a few seconds, she recalled that she was married and was in the bedroom of a mansion in Saraswati Bay.

, this strange feeling caused an indescribable strangeness to surge up in my heart.

She jumped out of bed and walked barefoot on the dust-free floor, her silk-like nightgown dragging along as smoothly as on ice.

This spacious and gorgeous home looks extremely empty, like an empty castle.
Chapter completed!