Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 74 Tried On The Wedding Dress

Scarlett's POV:

"I'm not suitable for that, so you'd better find someone else," I reminded Rita with a frown as I withdrew my hand.

"You are the perfect one for the job, Scarlett. You are the one who knows how much Charles and I are in love, and only with your blessing, I can live happily," Rita said with a pout as she looked at me pitifully.

I was silent for a moment. I felt helpless when I thought that she was only trying to make me look like a fool at her wedding.

Tears welled up in her eyes when she saw that I was silent. "Can't you help me realize this one small dream of mine? Do you really despise me that much, Scarlett? I know that we had some misunderstandings between us because of Charles, but apart from that, I really consider you as my close friend."

"Okay, then. I can be your bridesmaid." My head started to ache as I looked at her. I wondered how she was able to put on such an act and cry so easily.

Only after hearing that I agreed, she held back her tears and smiled. "I know you are the best. I want us to go to the store and try on the wedding dress and the bridesmaid dress together. I really hope the wedding happens soon. I want to be the most beautiful bride in the world."

I gave her a faint nod as my mind was flooded with all kinds of emotions. Rita sat next to me and kept talking about how nice Charles was to her, and how well he treated her.

We headed to the wedding dress store after lunch. As soon as we arrived at the destination, I got off the car, trying to put as much distance as possible between us. She was so talkative and annoying

that she could have become a stand-up comedian.

"Charles!" Rita exclaimed in surprise.

When I looked up, I saw Charles handsomely dressed in a stunning suit as he stood near the door. A manager, who was standing next to him, bowed to him respectfully.

He seemed to have seen me too because he stared at me for a few seconds, but I turned away from him.

"Honey, I knew you would come." Rita trotted over to Charles and clung to his arm.

However, he pulled his hand away and pointed at the store manager as he said, "From now on, he will be responsible for your wedding dress."

"I see. It looks like you have arranged everything for me. Thanks, honey." Rita snuggled up to Charles, looking at him affectionately. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

"Scarlett, come here," Rita urged me when she saw that I was not trying to get close to him.

I walked towards them reluctantly. I was actually afraid of knowing how much Charles and Rita loved each other, because that would certainly make me look like a fool.

"Were you with Scarlett all this while?" Charles asked Rita. He had a plain expression as he kept gazing at me.

I lowered my head in embarrassment, while Rita held my hand.

"Yes, I took Scarlett to visit Victor today. By the way, I have good news for you. Scarlett has promised to be my bridesmaid." Rita covered her mouth, smiling shyly.

The happiest one in the spot should always be her. I didn't say a word, but when I looked into Charles' eyes, I felt like a huge boulder was pressing on my chest, making me feel suffocating.

The manager seemed to have sensed the awkwardness in the room, so he interrupted us and said that he would help us choose the wedding dress.

It was a large studio, and they only had designer wedding gowns, so they only catered to celebrities.

"Scarlett, which one do you think suits me the best?" Rita pointed at two white wedding dresses.

Since I was not in the mood to play along, I just randomly pointed at one of the dresses.

"I'll try this one first, then. Scarlett, you should also pick a bridesmaid dress."

"Are you two sisters? You are both stunning, and we have some dresses over here which would look perfect on bridesmaids. You can try them on, ma'am." Saying that, the staff member walked to me with a dress.

I gave them a cold gaze as I was not interested in their suggestion. I just wanted to end this farce as soon as possible.

"Scarlett, go and try it on, will you? Now that you're here, there is no reason not to try it, right? I've never seen you in a formal dress. You can join Richard later, and we can all take pictures. We don't want to waste this beautiful memory, right?" Pretending to be generous, Rita pushed me, but her words were clearly filled with sarcasm.

"I have to go back to work. You should try the wedding dress on your own." I couldn't stand her hypocrisy any longer, so I picked up my bag, and was about to leave.

"Scarlett, don't go! Did I make you upset? If I did something wrong, then please tell me, so that I can be more careful about what I say in the future." It seemed like Rita was about to cry. She grabbed my bag, refusing to let me go, as she winked at Richard, signaling him to stop me.

Even though I had seen right through her act, I held back my anger. I turned to look at Charles, who was looking at his phone. His indifference made me want to pounce on him and hit him hard.

"No, thanks. I'm not the one getting married, so there is no need for me to be involved," I said bluntly.

"Ma'am, are you not satisfied with the dress? I can help you select a different one if you like. What kind of a dress are you looking for? A strapless one or a camisole dress? Do you prefer it long or short?" the staff member asked patiently.

I didn't want to be rude to her after seeing how excited she was. So I had no choice but to tone down my attitude a bit and agree to try on the dress.

"Charles, can you come in, and help me with the zippers? My hair got stuck in the zipper!"

While I was walking towards the dressing room, I heard Rita's voice. I stopped in my tracks, my heart sinking in mixed feelings.

"Ma'am, this way, please," the staff member said to me in a low voice.

She saw me standing in front of the dressing room in a daze. I could not help but twitch the corners of my mouth as I walked in.

The staff member seemed to want to say something to me, but she was hesitating for a long time before she finally asked curiously, "Ma'am, may I ask you a question?"

"What is it?" I raised my head in confusion.

"Which of the two men outside is your brother-in -law?" she asked cautiously.

"The one sitting on the sofa," I answered frankly.

She then looked at me in shock, keeping silent for a long time.

"What's the matter?"

"No, it's just that I feel like the handsome man and you look more like a couple. As for the other gentleman, he..." She hesitated for a moment before she continued, "Well, he seems to be very attentive to your sister."

"He is her bodyguard," I explained.

All of a sudden, the curtain was drew open and Charles was standing there quietly.

"You go out," he said to the staff member.

I put down the dress in my hand silently, unwilling to try it on.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be helping Rita with her zippers?" I hissed. The cool white light in the dressing room was starting to make my eyes hurt.

"Richard is helping her," Charles said in a low voice as he took a step forward and put his hands around my waist.

I lowered my head, and he asked, "Have you been home?"

For an entire day, I had been holding back my emotions, so the moment I heard his words, tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably. I wiped the tears away with the back of my hand and forced a smile. "The light is so bright that it's hurting my eyes."

Charles's heart ached. He gently wiped off my tears with his fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want to see Rita, then don't force yourself. I'll take you away."

He then held my hand and was about to take me away, but I held his hand and sniffled. "You still have to take wedding photos with her, so I'll go on my own."

With that, I walked out of the dressing room.

By then, Rita had changed into her wedding dress and was waiting outside. Her face paled when she saw me and Charles walking out of the same dressing room.

I didn't feel like explaining myself. Besides, if she was going to misunderstand us or not was beyond me.

"I'm leaving," I said coldly and left without looking back.

"Richard, please go see Scarlett off," Rita ordered. I sneered in my heart because it was obvious that she was sending Richard away just so that she could be alone with Charles.