CHAPTER 550: CHAPTER 550: WHAT HE OWES HER

But they didn’t want to get into a conflict with Helen Hale, so they packed up and left without a word, vowing to never deal with her again.

Helen Hale didn’t take the photographers seriously either. Seeing they dared to have an attitude, she thought they were clueless, daring to treat her like that.

She complained to Harrison Sheridan, "I don’t know where you found these photographers. They weren’t doing a particularly great job, but they had quite the temper. Luckily, I don’t need them anymore..."

Then she looked at Paige Sterling," Paige, those photographers were too much. I’ve already told them to leave. They took the wedding dresses and jewelry with them. Now it’s too late for me to go buy more, so it seems I can only rely on you, my friend, to help..."

She didn’t consider herself an outsider for a moment, "Paige, you have so many wedding dresses and jewelry. You won’t mind lending me a set, right? We’re good friends, you wouldn’t treat me like a stranger, would you?"

Paige, "..."

"Paige, wait for me. I’m going to pick something out, and once I’m ready, we can start shooting."

She was about to head into the dressing room to pick out a wedding dress and jewelry that suited her.

The feeling was as if those wedding dresses and jewelry were prepared for her by Julian Hawthorne, as if she and Julian were the ones getting married, and they were the real protagonists.

But as she reached the door, Helen Hale was stopped by someone, the staff wouldn’t let her in.

Helen Hale frowned, displeased, "What are you doing? Don’t you see I want to go in? Get out of the way! Do you think you can afford to waste my time?"

The staff, "..." Miss Hale’s ability to act self-centered had reached its peak.

Seeing the staff still blocking the way, Helen Hale became even more displeased and looked at Paige with grievance.

"Paige, look at them..."

Paige sighed, "Miss Hale, are you really planning to take wedding photos with us?"

"Yes," Helen Hale said, "I don’t mind."

Paige, "You don’t mind, but did you ask if I mind?"

Helen Hale said matter-of-factly, "Didn’t you agree?"

Paige countered, "May I ask when I agreed?"

Helen Hale was taken aback and then said, "Paige, I thought we were already friends, you wouldn’t treat me like an outsider, but I didn’t expect you to still..."

Then she put on a hurt expression, as if Paige really had wronged her.

Paige said, "Miss Hale, you’re being overdramatic. I neither plan to be friends with you nor take wedding photos with you. In fact, I wasn’t close to you before, and I won’t be in the future. Could you please not disturb me and my husband?"

Helen Hale’s face was metaphorically thrown to the ground by Paige and trampled loudly.

Harrison Sheridan was equally embarrassed, just wanting to leave quickly.

Yet Helen Hale still wouldn’t leave, looking at Julian Hawthorne, "Julian, is that what you think too? Don’t you consider me a friend?"

Julian Hawthorne said, "If Miss Hale likes my photography team, after we’re done, Miss Hale can hire them for your shoot."

Helen Hale looked hurt, "Julian, are you really going to treat me like a stranger? Just because we didn’t end up together, can’t we even be friends?"

Julian Hawthorne, "Isn’t it normal to treat unfamiliar people as strangers?"

With this, Paige thought Helen Hale wouldn’t persist further.

But she clearly overestimated Helen Hale.

Now Helen Hale was like a broken jar, not caring about saving face, persistently refusing to give up.

"Paige, I truly intend to let go of the past and consider you a friend, yet you still refuse to accept me. Is it because, because you mind my past with Julian? Actually, those things are in the past, I now just consider Julian a friend."

Paige chuckled, "Something with him? Why not explain everything now in front of your future husband? So he won’t have any doubts later."

Only then did Helen Hale notice that Harrison Sheridan was still there.

She felt a bit uncomfortable, but on second thought, she felt it was fine.

"Everyone knows Julian and I nearly got married, Harrison won’t mind."

She wrapped her arm around Harrison Sheridan’s, "Harrison, right?"

Harrison Sheridan’s smile was stiff, but he had to appear magnanimous, "Of course, past events don’t matter, what’s important is now and the future."

Helen Hale smiled happily, "Paige, see? Harrison doesn’t mind, so you shouldn’t either. What’s past is past; we should focus on the future. I’m sure we’ll become best friends."

Paige, "..."

Helen Hale, "But since you don’t like taking wedding photos together, let’s forget it then. Just putting up with friends as we should, I won’t mind."

Ha, saying it as if this was something she’d mind.

Paige sighed, took Julian Hawthorne’s arm, and said, "Miss Hale, I do mind, you know? If you truly understand the situation, could you stop insisting on being friends with me? I don’t want to be friends with you at all."

She then looked at Harrison Sheridan, "Mr. Sheridan, can you control your wife? Her behavior is troubling us."

Harrison Sheridan was terribly embarrassed, not knowing what to say, he could only pull Helen Hale, wanting to drag her away.

But Helen Hale stood her ground, staring at Paige.

She thought she was kind enough to choose to forgive Paige temporarily.

What right did Paige have to refuse? What qualification did she have to act superior?

Just because she married a good man?

But doesn’t she realize whose hand the good man was taken from?

Even as Paige showed her selfish and malicious side so blatantly, why did Julian Hawthorne seem not to notice? Why did he still indulge her?

Helen Hale felt extremely unbalanced.

Meanwhile, Harrison Sheridan was embarrassed that he couldn’t drag Helen Hale away.

They had already expressed that they weren’t welcomed; wasn’t Helen Hale’s stubborn persistence just shamelessness? Anyone unaware would think the Sheridan Family was equally shameless.

He had rashly agreed to marry Helen Hale back then, but now Harrison Sheridan started doubting his choice.

Is Helen Hale worthy of him like this? Does he really want to marry such a woman?

But no matter what, they’ve come this far. If he said he wouldn’t marry now, Harrison Sheridan couldn’t afford that humiliation.

With a sullen face, he yanked Helen Hale, saying, "Haven’t you caused enough embarrassment? Hurry up and go!"

Helen Hale gritted her teeth, how dare Harrison Sheridan talk to her like that?

She looked at Julian Hawthorne, hoping he’d see her grievance, hoping he’d see how badly Harrison treated her and feel sorry for her.

If Julian hadn’t let her down before, how would she end up marrying Harrison Sheridan and enduring such hardships?

Didn’t Julian Hawthorne have any guilt toward her?

Yet Julian Hawthorne truly didn’t, he didn’t even glance at Helen Hale.

Her pitiful, soft gaze was all for nothing.

Seeing her act sweetly in front of Julian Hawthorne right before him made Harrison Sheridan’s expression even uglier.

Just as Harrison Sheridan was about to say something, Julian Hawthorne’s phone suddenly rang.

Julian Hawthorne went to answer the call.