Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 864: Can Time Stand Still at This Moment?

Daisy Grant entered the bridal shop, not turning back, not pausing, yet in that moment she turned, she couldn’t manage a smile.

Dawn Sutherland didn’t drive away either, his body rigidly watching Daisy Grant head into the bridal shop...

Daisy Grant entered the bridal shop, having given prior notice, the store manager personally attended to her.

Daisy Grant flipped through the wedding dress design sketches in her hand and opted to meet with a designer named Anaya Campbell to discuss the wedding dress.

After a few exchanges, Daisy Grant quite liked Anaya Campbell’s design style and decided on the dress she designed.

Wearing the wedding dress designed by Anaya Campbell, Daisy Grant stood before the mirror, gazing at herself in the long bridal gown, her lips moved slightly, revealing a hint of a bittersweet smile.

Standing in front of the mirror, Daisy’s thoughts involuntarily drifted to that enchanting night at the party hotel, her fingers brushing her neck.

"It’s gone, the only thing Second Brother gave me..."

Daisy’s heart was tinged with sorrow; she still hadn’t found that purple shell, completely clueless about where she had lost it.

While Daisy was furrowing her brows in a low mood, Anaya Campbell, standing beside her, smiled as her gentle voice rang out: "Sir, are you here to look at the wedding dress or to try it on? Do you have an appointment?"

Daisy slightly raised her gaze, and in the mirror before her, Dawn Sutherland’s tall figure was clearly reflected, causing her to daze.

"Second Brother—" Daisy softly murmured, her fingers tightly clutching the hem of her floor-length bridal gown.

Dawn smiled slightly, looking at her reflection, "Very beautiful, very fitting."

Her chestnut curls cascaded down her shoulders, the flawless white wedding dress highlighting her elegance and nobility, her face exquisitely peerless, like a princess from a fairy tale, so dazzling he couldn’t bear to close his eyes.

Daisy turned, facing Dawn directly with a gentle smile, her eyes bright and radiant: "Second Brother, shall I try on another one for you?"

"Alright." Dawn smiled.

Daisy briskly walked towards the fitting room, her lips involuntarily curling upwards, her earlier gloom lifted.

Dawn watched Daisy turn, her skirt billowing out, and smiled slightly.

So beautiful, beautiful enough to make his heart flutter. The girl he loved was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Dawn waited for about two or three minutes, a clear and pleasant "Second Brother" sounded behind him, and he turned around, looking back.

In his view, the sight of her wearing a floor-length, pristine bridal gown stopped his gaze, and his eyes were filled with her presence.

This wedding dress, compared to the previous one, better complemented her elegant demeanor, making her seem unrealistically beautiful.

Daisy gently approached, came up to Dawn, with a hint of nervousness asked, "Second Brother, does it look good?"

Dawn was completely captivated by her, just lightly nodded, unable to speak.

Receiving affirmation, Daisy’s lips curved, her voice joyful, "Then I’ll take this one."

"Okay." Dawn’s lips pressed into a subtle smile.

In high spirits, Daisy walked to the mirror, took a glance at herself in the wedding dress, and called to the absent-minded Dawn behind her: "Second Brother, come see if there’s anything to improve, I’ll have the designer alter it."

"Okay."

Dawn walked closer.

As he approached, the mirror reflected the image of them standing side by side, causing a stir in Daisy’s eyes, her fingers tightly gripped her skirt.

Dawn also gazed at the silhouettes of the two in the mirror, his gaze long fixed, without a response.

Could time freeze at this moment, allowing him to imagine himself as Daisy’s fiancé, the one about to marry her?

Even if this moment was hypothetical, it was so beautiful it took his breath away, not wanting to shatter this illusion.

Designer Anaya Campbell watched the pair in the mirror, especially the dazzling light in their eyes, sighed lightly in her heart, and quietly withdrew.