Chapter 322: The Most Beautiful Bride

Hope Williams was adjusting her wedding dress in front of the vast mirror, preparing to step out, when she heard Waylon Lewis say, "I truly don't deserve her." Hope's hand, holding up the hem of her wedding dress, froze in shock.

A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.

She hadn't expected Waylon Lewis to say such a thing.

The chillness between her brows and eyes gradually replaced by a hint of warmth, she lowered her gaze, her eyes reddening despite herself.

The store clerk was meticulously arranging Hope's wedding dress, and had heard the conversation outside; she quietly glanced at Hope.

She thought that hearing such words would certainly anger Mrs. Lewis.

After all, even as an outsider, she herself felt annoyed.

What was that woman outside thinking, stirring up trouble for someone else's husband while his wife was inside trying on wedding dresses? Her words were too much.

"Mrs. Lewis, aren't you angry?" the clerk couldn't help but ask Hope.

"Angry? Why should I be angry?"