CHAPTER 343: CHAPTER 184: ROGER LEONARD AND ISABELLA JOANNA’S WEDDING 1

A few minutes later, Rebecca Quentin arrived on the second floor and stood in front of a women’s exclusive dressing room.

The servant respectfully said to Isabella Joanna, who was sitting in front of the mirror inside, "Mrs. Leonard, Miss Quentin is here."

Isabella Joanna, who was sitting in front of the mirror, suddenly heard the servant’s voice. She grabbed her wedding dress skirt and turned around excitedly. "Becca――"

"Isabella."

Seeing Rebecca Quentin brought an inexplicable redness to Isabella Joanna’s eyes. She rushed to Rebecca Quentin, hugged her, and tears already slipping out, she choked out, "It’s been so long, I really missed you..."

Rebecca Quentin supported her friend, noticing her obviously five-month-pregnant belly, and lightly reprimanded, "Hey, you pregnant woman, just now you ran over here like that, what if you hurt the baby?"

Isabella Joanna smiled through her tears, "I just missed you too much!"

Rebecca Quentin smiled warmly, "I missed you too."

Isabella Joanna pulled Rebecca Quentin over to sit by the dressing table mirror in the dressing room. She carefully examined Rebecca Quentin’s slightly haggard face with concern, "You look worse than when I saw you after you had your baby!"

Rebecca Quentin pretended to seriously stroke her cheek, "Really? Maybe it’s because I haven’t put on makeup. I haven’t really been doing much skincare lately."

Isabella Joanna looked directly at Rebecca Quentin, a touch of sorrow in her eyes, "Becca, you really don’t look well, and it has nothing to do with skincare..." Her friend was still beautiful, yet showed a certain frailty. "Roger already told me about you and Mr. Geoffrey, I couldn’t imagine that when Roger and I got married, you wouldn’t be walking down the aisle with Mr. Geoffrey..."

Rebecca Quentin didn’t want to discuss this matter, which was already irrelevant today, on such a beautiful day with Isabella Joanna, so she promptly changed the subject, "Isabella, didn’t you say you still hadn’t chosen your wedding dress?"

"Ah, I almost forgot..." Isabella Joanna stood up urgently, walked to the wardrobe, and opened the large cabinet door, distressed, "Look, these wedding dresses were custom-made by designers at Roger’s request... although they’re all nice, each one shows my big belly, I really don’t want to be a clumsy-looking pregnant bride!"

Rebecca Quentin stood up with a smile, walked to the wardrobe, and teased the few beautiful white wedding dresses hanging there, praising, "From afar, I could tell these dresses were designed by internationally renowned fashion designers. They all look lovely; I’m sure you’ll look great in any of them, you just set your standards too high..."

Isabella Joanna shook Rebecca Quentin’s hand, "Come on, help me choose. It’s already two o’clock, and the makeup artist will be here soon."

"Hmm."

Five minutes later, Isabella Joanna stood in front of the full-length mirror, holding her wedding dress skirt.

Rebecca Quentin looked at Isabella Joanna in the mirror wearing the wedding dress and sincerely praised, "Isabella, you look so beautiful in the wedding dress, I’m really jealous."

"Becca, your taste is always the best. You spotted this one right away. Actually, I’ve tried every dress but this one. I thought I’d need a low-cut wedding dress, and my suddenly increased bust would make me really embarrassed, but I didn’t expect that wearing it, there wouldn’t be any lack of propriety. The low-cut design not only fits perfectly but makes me look even more elegant and charming."

"Today, you’re definitely the most beautiful bride in the world."

"But my natural charm isn’t good enough. If I could be as beautiful as you, I wouldn’t have to fret about which dress to wear today."

"Uh..."

"Who says my wife isn’t naturally charming?"

Their conversation was interrupted by a pleasant male voice.

Both Rebecca Quentin and Isabella Joanna turned their heads.

Already dressed in a suit, Roger Leonard elegantly walked in from outside.

Roger Leonard’s gaze naturally landed first on Isabella Joanna, but upon seeing Rebecca Quentin, he paused and greeted her actively, "Becca, you finally made it. Isabella’s been talking about you all the time!"

Rebecca Quentin gave a slight smile, "It’s my honor to attend your wedding."

Roger Leonard blurted out, "It’s a pity Dora said he’s not sure if he can come..."

"Roger." Isabella Joanna suddenly reminded him.

Roger Leonard then realized he spoke wrongly and quickly apologized, "I’m sorry, Becca, I momentarily forgot about the situation between you and Dora..."