Gwynn looked much healthier now, and had regained much of her former figure.

She was still quite skinny, but there was flesh where there should be on her body. Even her skin was restored to its former glory.

Dressed in a form-fitting dress, she looked slender and curvaceous.

Noah stared at her for a long time.

It felt as if it had been centuries since he had last seen her.

The personnel from the wedding boutique asked again, “We’re going to hang your wedding photo here, Mr. Noah. Does it look fine for you?”

Coming back to his senses, he took brisk steps toward Gwynn instinctively. Grabbing her slender wrist, he spoke in a hushed voice because he knew he was in the wrong this time. “We’ll talk outside.”

“Why do we have to talk outside?”

Shaking his hand off, she swept her eyes across the living room. Noticing the extravagant architectural style, she chuckled softly, “Is it because this is where you hide your mistress? Are you ashamed of it?”

Then, her chuckle turned into a s