GoodReadHarley took out band-aids and put them on Cindy's heels. Cindy looked at her heels and then at Harley. She hadn’t expected that the man who was always cold would be so considerate.
She remembered what Vicky had asked her in the morning and suddenly felt that it was not bad to get married early.
"Let's go back to the hotel." Hearing Harley's voice, Cindy cout of her trance. Realizing what she was thinking about, she dared not look at Harley.
Harley glanced at her. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." Cindy looked down at the photos on her phone. Vicky and the girls got them from the makeup artist in advance.
Most were Sabrina’s photos, and a few were other people's.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSue found out the photographer's intention. "Good-looking people always have special treatment. Look. The photographer took a lot of Cindy's photos. And there are also Harley's." Vicky chimed in, "Harley had been looking at Cindy." Cindy opened the online album and looked through it for a while. She saw a lot of photos of her and Harley.
Sabrina hired two photographers for the wedding. One was mainly responsible for photographing her and the groom, and the other was responsible for photographing their relatives and friends.
Probably because of Cindy's and Harley's good looks, their photos were nice, and the photographer liked to take their photos.
There were a lot of single and group photos of them.
As a bridesmaid, Cindy couldn't stay with Harley on the wedding day. There were few group photos of them, but they appeared together in many photos. Harley was looking at Cindy on the side in most of the photos.
It seemed as if the photographer had captured every moment Harley looked at Cindy.
Cindy subconsciously glanced at the man who was driving attentively beside her.
She was overwhelmed by happiness.
How could her boyfriend be so reserved? The car stopped at the red light. Harley tilted his head. "What are you looking at?" Being caught peeping at him, Cindy was startled. Her hands shook, and the mobile phone in her hand fell to her feet.
Cindy picked up the phone in a panic and said in a low voice, "You." Harley's eyes gleamed. He glanced at the photo on her phone and tapped his index finger on the wheel. "Are you tired?" Seeing that he didn't ask anything else, Cindy sighed with relief. "Yes." She was not very tired, but the high heels didn’t fit her and made her a little uncomfortable.
"Close your eyes and take a rest." "Okay." Cindy, who had just selected one of their group photos as the screen image of her phone, was nervous. Hearing Harley's words, she didn’t dare to play with her phone anymore.
She put the phone back into her small bag, grasped the seat belt, and inclined her head to look at Harley.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeeting his eyes, Cindy blinked and closed her eyes to rest.
When the car stopped, Cindy thought she was back to the hotel.
She had just fallen asleep and was still drowsy. Her eyelids were heavy.
She subconsciously wanted to rub her eyes, but before she could touch her eyes, she was stopped by Harley.
"Your eyes are made-up. Don't rub them." Hearing this, Cindy remembered that she had put on eye makeup.
She put down her hand, yawned twice, turned sideways, and opened the car door. When she saw the unfamiliar things outside the car, Cindy froze for a moment." Is this ... our hotel?" "No. It's a nearby mall. Buy a pair of shoes first." Harley said, glancing down at her heels with band-aids on them.
Cindy's high heels had been taken off by him. Her feet were now bare on the blanket. Being looked at by him like this, she was a little embarrassed and subconsciously shrank her toes.
"Wait a moment. I'll buy you a pair of shoes and cback soon."
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