Chapter One hundred eighteen: Marry a man who loves you more than you love him

"If so...does that mean he's been pretending since then? From the time I visited him to his office and saw him talking to his ex-girlfriend---wait---Mom! Don't tell me he knows I'm coming that day?"

She and Rian shrugged their shoulders. 

"Argh!" My face became horrified and immediately dropped my head on my both palms. I felt the blush creeping all over my face as I suddenly remembered the events of that day. "Oh, my God! This is so awkward!"

"Come on, Belle, forget it and think that it's only a part of your journey! Your journey to the happy ending with your cold and arrogant man who's now waiting for you at the altar."

"She's right, baby. We know that you've been overwhelmed with the fast sequence of events, but we can't blame your poor man. He loves you and believe it or not, he barely sleeps these last few days just to finish the final touches of this house. He wants to give it to you on your wedding day."