In the end, Alexa did not choose the wedding dress she wanted.
Because she was pregnant, it was inconvenient, and her waist would be a lot thicker.
"Let's talk about it later," Alexa said indifferently. "There is no such thing as I want for the time being."
When Alexa and Terrence went downstairs, Christina and Henry had already finished talking with the designer.
They had arranged to have dinner together at night.
Christina and Henry wished they could be together at every moment, and their relationship could not be better.
Alexa strolled for a long time and was a little tired.
Terrence pulled her over and let Alexa lean on his shoulder to rest.
He especially liked to play with her fingers today.
Alexa silently felt the temperature of his fingertips and felt that Terrence had gradually grabbed her palm, his strength much stronger than usual.
It did not hurt, but Alexa felt that his mood was a little abnormal.