Chapter 116 Obsessed with Her, Crazy for Her

Penelope rolled her eyes inwardly, lamenting that she had forgotten to check the almanac before leaving the house. However, she had no intention of taking a detour.

She truly loved the wedding dresses of Wonder, and she didn't have much time left. There was no need to specifically change her schedule to choose a dress for these insignificant people.

Anyway, just treated them as if they were air.

Penelope had no intention of paying attention to these people. After she entered, she headed straight for the direction of the wedding dress.

It must be said, the design of Wonder was truly attractive. Just picking out any piece of clothing could captivate one's attention.

The fiery red, improved version of the Goldwaldian-style wedding dress hung there quietly, presenting a scene of enchanting romance and beauty.

Penelope had taken a liking to the two-piece wedding dress hanging on the far right at first glance.

The style of that bridal gown was actually quite simple. It was a fiery red, waist-cinching long dress. Other than the delicate pleats and golden embroidery on the elastic waistband, there were no other decorations on the long dress.

Over the long skirt, there was a fiery red semi-transparent cloak.

On the cloak, a pair of mandarin ducks flying side by side were embroidered with golden threads, along with faint shadows of flowers. It was indeed a very simple design, but such a simple design could strike people's hearts directly. One would want to own it, want to wear it, and under the witness of the breeze and the earth, step by step, walk towards the most important moment in their life.

Penelope glanced at the price tag on the clothes, the whole set was almost 180,000.

Such an expensive price, she would definitely not have afforded to buy it in the past, but at the last moment of her life, she still had some money. If not indulging now, then when?

Having chosen this wedding dress, Penelope planned to go to the fitting room to try it on. However, she had to walk past Zackary and his group to get to the fitting room.

It didn't matter anymore.

Who hasn't encountered flies or mosquitoes when buying clothes!

With that thought, Penelope picked up the clothes and headed straight for the nearest fitting room without looking elsewhere.

"Sister, what a coincidence, how come you're here too?"

There was a clear note of surprise in Lola's voice, as if she and Penelope were really close.

She glanced at the clothes in Penelope's hands, her expression even more delighted, "Sister, did you buy a wedding dress? Sister, are you getting married?!"

Married?!

Upon hearing this word, Zackary and Kemp's gazes involuntarily fell on the bright red wedding dress in Penelope's hands.

Besieged by flies, Penelope was somewhat helpless. She didn't bother to spar with Lola, just spoke indifferently, "Yes, I'm getting married!"

"Really?" The surprise in Lola's voice grew even stronger, "Sister, when are you getting married? Who are you marrying? Zack and I must attend your wedding!"

Lola, it really was too noisy.

Penelope frowned in disgust, fearing that if she continued to face Lola, she wouldn't be able to resist grabbing a nearby hanger and smashing it on her forehead. She forced herself to keep moving forward.

Just as I took a step, my wrist was rudely seized.

As Penelope lifted her face, she met Zackary's pitch-black eyes, layers of gloom covering the light in his pupils, like a black hole, seemingly wanting to completely devour one's soul.

"Penelope, speak! Who were you going to marry?"

"None of your business!" Penelope retorted coldly, curling her lip, ready to shake off Zackary's hand.

But his hands, as beautiful as they were, were like iron clamps, impossible for anyone to break free from.

"Mr. Spencer, let go!"

"Penelope, don't test my patience!"

The air conditioning in the store was turned up high, and despite the biting winter day, the indoor temperature remained as warm as spring.

But as Zackary's words fell, the shop seemed to turn back into deep winter, frost spreading everywhere.

Penelope knew that if she didn't answer Zackary's previous question today, she wouldn't be able to live in peace.

She lifted her eyelids without a ripple of emotion, "Mr. Spencer, of course I am going to marry Mr. Hilliard. I promised him, I would marry him, in this life, through life and death, I will never part with him again!"

Thinking of Lyman's cold ashes, thinking of the few words he had entrusted to Justin to deliver to her, Penelope felt a pain in her heart that almost seemed to explode.

In this world, there would never be a better man than Lyman.

How good must he have been, that even on his deathbed, he still instructed her to take good care of herself.

The intense pain suddenly gave Penelope infinite strength, and she fiercely threw Zackary off.

She was no longer willing to hesitate even for a moment. She clutched her clothes tightly and quickly rushed into the fitting room.

Zackary stiffly withdrew his hand, his gaze piercing the tightly closed fitting room door like a sharp blade.

She was going to marry Lyman!

This ignorant woman was actually going to marry Lyman!

Lyman's condition suddenly worsened and he was now transferred to his mother Cornelia's laboratory, where she personally treated him.

Lyman hadn't even woken up yet, and she was already eagerly coming over to buy her wedding dress, to be his bride. How much she must have loved Lyman!

How could she like Lyman so much!

Who gave her the nerve!

"Zackary, Zackary...."

Hearing Lola's voice, Zackary suddenly snapped back to reality. Only then did he notice that he had inadvertently twisted the metal hanger he had grabbed into a distorted shape.

The door to the fitting room suddenly opened, and Penelope, dressed in her newly changed wedding gown, walked out from inside.

Seeing her come out, the shop assistant hurriedly approached and asked about her purchasing intentions.

However, before she could ask her question, the sight of Penelope in a fiery red wedding dress left her stunned.

So beautiful!

So beautiful that women couldn't take their eyes off.

This wedding dress could be considered the simplest in terms of cutting and craftsmanship in the store. When we first saw this dress, several shop assistants were gathered around discussing it.

Felt that this bridal gown didn't seem to have any major highlights, compared to other dresses, it might not sell as well.

But when they saw Penelope standing proudly in front of the mirror, like a lofty bauhinia flower, they realized they were all wrong.

She vaguely felt that this wedding dress was the most perfect one in the store.

After falling ill, Penelope had become extremely thin, but she didn't lose weight in any of the places where she should have.

It seemed as if her gradual weight loss was all concentrated on her waist.

Such a thin, thin waist, it was no exaggeration to say it could not be fully grasped by a hand. This outfit, if worn by someone with even a slightly thicker waist, would look exceptionally bloated.

But Penelope's waist was so slender, and the places that should be perky were so perky, she was just like a bewitching fairy that enchanted all beings.

The semi-transparent cloak partially concealed the cinched wedding dress, creating an allure reminiscent of a veiled woman playing a lute, which made one irresistibly want to pull off the cloak to see just how slender her waist was.

Was it not a mere grasp that drove people to madness and bewilderment?

A clear astonishment was also evident on Kemp's face. Even, he inexplicably had an impulse to hide such a Penelope, not letting other men see her.

Before he could take any action, Pennie's sweet voice rang in his ear.

"Kemp, Penelope's wedding dress looked so beautiful! I really loved that wedding dress! Kemp, could you buy it for me? Could I wear this wedding dress and be your most beautiful bride?"