I pushed the door open and saw Ryan, who was in his wheelchair. He had his back to me as he asked, “Why didn’t you choose Seth?” 

I did not even pause to think and just bent down to kiss him on the lips. “Don’t you want to marry me?” 

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and after a moment, he said in a low voice, “I do.” 

… 

The next day, Mrs. Garner sent someone to take me to the Garners’ mansion. 

She told me that the brides of the Garner family all wore the same wedding dress and had always done so. She wanted me to get my measurements done. 

The butler carefully retrieved the wedding dress from a redwood cabinet, and his eyes filled with joy. “When Mr. Ryan sees you in this wedding dress, he won’t be able to look away.” 

“What did you just say?” 

The familiar voice made my heart skip a beat. 

Seth had appeared at the top of the stairs, and Ashley was following him. She looked smugly at me. 

The butler was about to speak, but I cut in. “Nothing.” 

Seth stared at me for a few seconds before he sneered. “Don’t think that you can act like the mistress of the house just because you’re about to marry me.” 

He snatched the wedding dress out of my hands. “You can have this wedding dress after Ash has worn it.”