Chapter 11 Not bad
After putting on her wedding dress, Camilla looked at herself in the mirror. It wasn't too bad, and she felt comfortable enough. The fabric was so soft, she didn't even want to take it off.
"Not bad," Camilla remarked, commenting on her own appearance. She glanced at Rachel, who also seemed completely impressed; the beautiful woman didn't even blink.
"Amazing! It fits perfectly," Rachel said, clapping her hands.
Camilla, hearing this, just smiled, agreeing with Rachel's opinion this time.
"Camilla, how did you meet him?" Rachel asked.
Camilla raised an eyebrow.
"Ah... I mean, how did you meet Danieru?" Rachel asked more clearly.
Camilla smiled sweetly. How could this happen? What should she say? Danieru hadn't formed a word for an answer before coming here.
"Camilla, what's wrong?" Rachel asked again.
Camilla scratched her head, which didn't itch, and then smiled again. "How about we talk about our meeting another time? Danieru seems to have been waiting for a long time."
"Gosh, I forgot that kid was still out there." Rachel took Camilla's hand again, then opened the door and led Camilla outside.
Camera flashes rained down on Camilla, and all eyes were on her.
“Damn! Doggie, you must make up for my suffering today!” Although her heart screamed in displeasure, Camilla’s lips unwaveringly curled into a smile. She walked over to Danieru, stood in front of him, and stared intently at him.
“Watch out if you say this doesn’t suit me!” Camilla’s threat was evident in her eyes.
“Honey, are you sure you want to wear this dress to our wedding?” Danieru asked.
“Damn man! Are you trying to play a trick on me again?” Camilla smiled, stepped closer, and stroked Danieru’s cheek.
Danieru, who was receiving the touch, grinned, eager to play a prank on Camilla.
“Second Young Master, what do you think of Young Miss Alistair’s appearance?” asked one of the paparazzi.
Camilla held back her emotions, wanting to grab the hair of the man who had just spoken. They had completely muddied the air, giving Danieru the opportunity to comment on her.
Danieru, hearing this remark, immediately shifted his focus, wrapping his arms around Camilla’s slender waist, and at that moment, camera flashes rained down on their bodies.
“She’s very beautiful, but I want to see her in a different dress. Are you the same?” Danieru asked.
“DAMN IT!” Camilla cursed under her breath. It was hard to even smile; what Danieru had just said was like a war drum, making her want to tear the man to pieces even more.
“Can this man not make things so difficult! You’re so annoying!”
Danieru, knowing Camilla wouldn't look away, smiled when she saw him. His hand slowly lifted and touched Camilla's lips.
"What?" Camilla asked.
"Don't wear bright red lipstick, your lips are making me lose my temper."
Suddenly, Danieru's words sent everyone into a frenzy. Their reactions were the complete opposite of Camilla's, who was perhaps on the verge of letting her emotions out.
"Honey, did you hear me?" Danieru asked.
"Didn't you want me to change my dress? How about you help me, Doggie?"
Everyone was even more shocked by Camilla's words. They focused even more on the two of them, waiting for Danieru's response. This was going to be big news, they could make a lot of money, and they wouldn't even need to spice up their story.
What Danieru and Camilla were doing was already selling well, and it was like a never-ending fortune in the paparazzi's life.
Danieru leaned in and touched Camilla's lips with his. He didn't know why, but he really liked her lips, and honestly, Camilla's lips felt so sweet when he kissed them. Not long after, Danieru ended their kiss, satisfied when Camilla was transfixed.
"Are you sure? I'm afraid I can't hold back the sight of your beautiful body," Danieru said.
Rachel felt Danieru had become increasingly strange since they broke up, feeling like he was becoming wilder. Danieru had never done anything crazy with a woman, and this was the first time she'd seen him do things she'd never gotten before.
"Haven't you seen it all? If you want, we can do it." Camilla deliberately poured gasoline on the flames, smirking as he blushed. Wait... was this the first time Danieru had done this?
Seeing Danieru's reaction, Camilla immediately started again. She deliberately kissed his cheek, then pinched his cheek.
All of these actions were observed by everyone, even Danieru's nervous demeanor during the incident was easily readable.
Danieru also realized that Camilla was fighting him, and this was also because he had started the war with her. After a few minutes of silence, Danieru finally regained control. He looked at Camilla once more and gave her a thumbs-up.
"You don't need to change out of that dress, honey. We can even go back home, and you can still wear that beautiful dress."
Everyone who had been waiting for Camilla to show off in another dress was disappointed. They hadn't expected Camilla to convince Danieru to wear that dress. It was beautiful, yes, but they had also longed to see Camilla in something even more beautiful.
"Now, what are you two going to do?" Rachel asked, suddenly appearing. She then smiled as Danieru continued to embrace Camilla. The couple was indeed a perfect match, and she felt reassured that he had found a good woman who could also joke around with him in an unusual way.
"We're going home, and I have to visit a few places after this. And yeah... how much is the dress?" Danieru asked.
Rachel smiled. “No... I gave you the dress as a wedding gift.”
“Are you trying to make me look poor?” Danieru asked.
“I wouldn’t dare, Brother-in-Law.” Rachel suppressed a smile, seeing Danieru’s speechlessness.
“Brother-in-Law?” Camilla asked.
Danieru ruffled Camilla’s hair affectionately. “Rachel is also marrying my brother. Didn’t you hear about that?”
“Oh, I rarely watch the news.” Camilla laughed evilly inside. She never imagined a love triangle could happen to a wealthy family, especially a crazy man like Danieru.
Finally, she could tease Danieru to her heart’s content. He would surely be consumed by emotion, and he would be quite the entertainment for her.
After a moment of contemplation, Rachel removed the necklace from her neck, leaned closer to Camilla, and smiled kindly.
“What’s wrong, Rachel?” Camilla asked.
"Since Danieru will be my brother-in-law, his wife will be too. So, I don't want you to refuse this gift."
Camilla was a little confused, but she quickly understood when Rachel put the necklace on her. The woman was stunned, glancing at Danieru, who didn't move at all.
He seemed disappointed, and he also felt that Rachel was doing all this to clarify certain things.
No one in the room dared to speak. They just continued to observe and take pictures.
“Don’t take off that necklace, Camilla,” Rachel warned.
“A-ah… okay, thank you.” Camilla honestly felt uneasy.
“Excuse me,” Danieru said. He quickly walked away, not forgetting to grab Camilla’s hand.
“Hey, what about my clothes?” Camilla stopped Danieru.
Danieru, not wanting to comment further, immediately picked Camilla up. The man also said nothing and left the place.
“Doggie, are you heartbroken? That ex-boyfriend of yours, do you still love him?” Camilla asked.
“That’s none of your business,” Danieru replied.