Last Wedding

Meeting of 3

Flashbacks

“Congratulations for your work Emma wuhuuu, this is a beautiful work at the end of the year. I didn't expect your painting to be selected for exhibition at this year's event. Emma get on stage people want to see our painter this year.” Emma did not want to miss her chance. Struggles that do the results are now selected to be exhibited in the city's annual gallery. Many invited guests who praised his work, increasingly become special event gallery this year because it also appeared Young Master Ryan Connor, he also applauded the very appreciation of painter Emma Lee. Emma was very excited on stage waving to the guests. He was higher up on the podium and now everyone in the gallery can clearly see him.

AWASSSSS

The long red dress that Emma was wearing she accidentally stepped on made herself lose her balance, she yelled and her body fell off the stage podium.

“I CAUGHT YOU!!” Emma closed her eyes, she survived not falling to the bottom floor of the stage if not how much pain Emma's waist after falling from the 1-meter-high stage.

“You okay? Are you hurt? Emma was silent, it was a beautiful dream. A prince caught his body. Emma was so tight her hands around Young Master Ryan's neck.

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Present-day

Ryan flipped the pages of the journal, his eyes looking one by one all the newspaper and photographs of him.

“Of course, you left a strong impression.” replied Ryan, although he actually did not remember the incident, but he did not want to disappoint his guest.

“Nona Emma..” Ryan approached Emma, now the girl must be very nervous.

“There are flowers stuck in your hair,” Ryan showed those purple flower petals to Emma, “and here, clean the rest of the cake cream that is still stuck.” Ryan gave her a white handkerchief. Emma today was completely sedated, she kept smiling cheerfully while occasionally holding her own cheeks. Honestly, he's really embarrassed now, but it's hard to control his body to not misbehave in front of Ryan.

Emma was so carefree, she acted up to receiving a handkerchief from Ryan like a happy little boy getting chocolate. “Thank you Young Master..” Emma is wrong. His hand was hailing the handkerchief and immediately smelling it, Hummmm the soft fragrance on the handkerchief was very soothing.

“Miss Emma, you are a painter?” Ryan asked lightly at the table while eating lunch.

“Yes that day, I still remember when you said if you were hoping to see me again, when I became a famous painter and it helped me to keep getting excited.” Emma paused for a moment, her hand reached into the bag pocket and pulled out a special brown invitation envelope she had prepared for Young Master Ryan. “for the second time in my career I was re-elected at this year's painting gallery and special event featuring all my paintings, if you have time come and watch the event. Don't assume this is an obligation I just thought it would be great if you could come too.”

“I'll check my schedule. I'll try to make or change it if I can.” Thanks for the invitation.” Ryan accepted the invitation, then continued his lunch with the other guests.

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