Chapter 1392
Chapter 1392:
“Don’t worry,” Dunn said, clarifying at once. “It’s the Benton family’s party—Old Mr. Benton’s birthday celebration. They invited us. And since my brother is swamped with work, my father asked me to go in his place p>
“The Benton family?” Margo was stunned. Could it be p>
Seeing the confusion on her face, Dunn nodded, confirming her suspicion. “Yes. Miss Hewitt will be there too p>
“And… are we going with your parents?” Margo asked, blinking uncertainly.
Dunn shook his head. “No. We’ll just greet them at the party. So there’s no need to be nervous p>
He paused, then added with a wink, “Even a supposedly ‘unattractive’ daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws sooner or later. Consider this a rehearsal p>
Margo slapped his chest lightly in protest.
Dunn caught her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles. “I’m looking forward to the day you decide to marry me p>
Blushing, Margo could only nod.
After that, Dunn took her to pick out a dress suitable for the occasion.
Meanwhile, Annabel was getting ready as well.
Rupert walked up behind her as she stood in front of the mirror. He slid his arms around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and pressed a soft kiss to her neck.
But something felt off—Annabel looked troubled. She touched her stomach and turned to him. “Do I look like I’ve gained weight p>
Rupert looked genuinely puzzled as he pinched her slim waist. “Maybe…” His gaze drifted from her face down to her stomach.
Realizing what he meant, Annabel nudged him and muttered, “This is your fault. Your cooking is too good, and it made me gain weight p>
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“Well,” Rupert teased, “the baby inside you needs to eat too p>
As they continued their playful banter, someone knocked at the door.
Rupert’s assistant stood outside, holding a large gift box.
Rupert took the box and noticed the curiosity on Annabel’s face.
“Is that the birthday gift you got for Grandpa?” Annabel asked. She had already seen Rupert’s gift before, and it wasn’t this.
Rupert shook his head. He set the box aside, gently lifted Annabel, and sat her on the bed. “This is for you p>
“For me?” Startled, Annabel opened the box and found an exquisite, lavish gown inside.
“Try it on,” Rupert said with a grin. “Wear this to the party p>
Beaming, Annabel carried the dress into the dressing room.
There was no denying Rupert’s impeccable taste. The burgundy evening dress set off Annabel’s fair skin beautifully, clinging to her figure in all the right places. The cutout at the waist added a subtle touch of allure.
After one last look in the mirror, Annabel walked out to Rupert. “Does it suit me?” she asked, tilting her head with a smile.