Chapter 424 Mr. Murray and Penelope Took Wedding Photos

Penelope, "..."

Seeing Everett's gaze firmly locked on her continuously rumbling stomach, Penelope was unbearably embarrassed.

She subconsciously covered her stomach that was desperately undermining her, blushing and said, "I don't know why my stomach is making noises, Mr. Murray, it's really late now, you..."

"You're hungry, I'll cook!" Everett looked deeply into Penelope's stomach, turned around, and quickly walked into the kitchen.

Penelope stood weakly on the spot, thinking about the way Everett had just looked at her stomach, she felt completely unwell.

Why did she feel like he was looking at a super big rice bucket?

However, having the high and mighty Mr. Murray cook for her...

Penelope really felt a bit sacrilegious.

She wanted to go to the kitchen to swap out Everett, but as soon as she reached the kitchen door, he had already issued an eviction order, "Penelope, wait outside, don't interfere with my performance."

Don't interfere with his performance...

Penelope felt as if she had been rejected by someone.

In order not to affect Everett's performance, Penelope had no choice but to obediently return to the living room and set the table.

Soon, Everett had cooked two light dishes and also made millet porridge.

Everett evidently rarely cooked, or rather, someone of his status simply didn't need to cook. The dishes he stir-fried didn't look particularly appetizing, but the taste wasn't too bad.

Penelope was nibbling at the food in front of her, truly feeling that Everett was too good to her. It seemed as though she owed him more and more.

And apart from trying to treat him better, she could give him nothing else. She really had no face to continue enjoying his kindness towards her.

"Everett, I feel like you're at a disadvantage being with me," Penelope spoke truthfully.

Upon hearing Penelope's words, Everett subconsciously put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Seeing that he had taken in her words, Penelope continued, "Look, you've been so good to me, but I can't give you anything in return. Marrying me would be a burden and I wouldn't be able to spend much time with you. It seems like being with me only brings you trouble."

"Everett, you truly are the best person I've ever met, you deserve a better girl, Everett, I..."

"Penelope, in my heart, you were the best girl."

Everett knew what Penelope wanted to say, he cut her off before she could finish, "Penelope, I've told you, you don't need to be so formal with me, let alone so polite."

"I was with you, I wanted to marry you, I never thought about what you should repay me. Penelope, actually, I am also selfish. Knowing that the person you love is not me, I still selfishly want to keep you by my side."

"Penelope, your allowing me to stay by your side was the greatest tenderness you could have shown me."

"So Penelope, stop rejecting me, and don't try to drive me away. Let me accompany you for the rest of your life, on every path you take."

Penelope slowly lifted her face, her gaze deeply fixed on Everett in front of her. She really hadn't expected him to say such words to her.

Penelope, your allowing me to stay by your side was already the greatest tenderness you showed me.

Everett, you should be the unparalleled, unattainable Mr. Murray. Why would you demean yourself so much in front of me?

It wasn't worth it.

However, Everett's words left Penelope unable to utter any words of refusal. She could only let him accompany her on the last journey of her life.

After finishing his meal and spending a good while instructing Penelope, Everett reluctantly got up and left.

"Penelope, we were going to Landfort tomorrow night."

"Landfort?" Penelope was puzzled, "What are we going to Landfort for?"

"Taking wedding photos." Everett paused, then continued, "We'll take the photos the morning after tomorrow. We'll go over there tomorrow night, stay there, and we'll be able to come back by noon the day after tomorrow. I've already spoken to Weston, it won't interfere with your filming."

Wedding photos...

Yes, before getting married, people usually have wedding photos taken.

However, even though she had accepted Everett's proposal, Penelope had never considered taking wedding photos with him.

It seemed that in her entire life, all she ever wanted was to take wedding photos with Zackary.

Zack, where did you say would be a good place for us to take our wedding photos?

Go to Landfort! How beautiful the ancient city of Landfort is, sunrise and sunset, they are the most beautiful scenery. My Penelope loves the Goldwald style, our wedding photos, of course, need to have a set of beautiful Goldwald style.

Zack, you really are the little worm in my belly, I also wanted to go to Landfort to take wedding photos. At that time, I wanted to wear a very, very beautiful big red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown and a rosy veil. As the morning sun rose, I would be your beautiful bride.

Zack, Zack...

In the end, she couldn't wear the bridal headdress and take beautiful wedding photos with her Zack in Landfort.

She could only wear a bright red wedding dress, holding someone else's hand, basking in the morning light, leaving a trail of footprints.

"Penelope, what's wrong? Didn't you like the ancient city in Landfort?"

Penelope snapped back to reality, a faint smile lifting her lips, "I like it."

However, the hands she wanted to hold, the one who accompanied her through the quaint streets, had become another man.

Actually, where the wedding photos were taken and whether they were good or not, wasn't that important. What mattered was, who was in the photos with you.

Penelope's expression darkened momentarily, then she smiled brightly again. She had promised to treat Everett well, to be sincere and genuine. She wouldn't keep missing someone irrelevant.

"Everett, you should go home and rest earlier. If anything comes up, I'll call you."

It was confirmed that Penelope loved the ancient city near Landfort. Everett's stern brows and eyes, like melting snow, softened. Such tenderness could spoil a person to their very bones.

"Alright, Penelope, tomorrow night, it's a date."

For this wedding photo shoot, Everett had hired Alan, one of the top international master photographers.

Alan mostly shot fashion editorials and rarely did wedding photography. Moreover, when he did shoot wedding photos, he had a rather special rule.

He would take photos for three pairs of newlyweds together.

He said that photographing a couple was too monotonous and restrained his inspiration. With more people, he could be bursting with inspiration.

Moreover, he didn't like newcomers acting on their own, they had to use the transportation provided by his team.

Alan and Everett were friends, but he was eccentric and it was impossible for him to make exceptions for friends.

Penelope actually thought it was nice to take photos with the other two newlywed couples. She wasn't very comfortable being alone with Everett, and taking photos together with everyone allowed her to relax a bit.

However, when she got into the ultra-luxurious motorhome of Alan's team, Penelope was completely overwhelmed.

Because the other two couples who took wedding photos with her and Everett were surprisingly Zackary, Lola, and Kemp, Pennie.