Daddy, Mommy had been in Prison

Chapter 561 The Dresser, Vera

"How's it going? Is everyone here? Is there anything wrong?"

Sarah asked Travis with worry. Travis shook his head with a smile.

"Nothing happened. All the guests should have arrived. We will go downstairs after half an hour."

"All of you, please leave us alone. I want to have a private talk with my husband."

Sarah suddenly said to the people in the dressing room. Everyone left after hearing what she said.

Travis asked curiously.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"I want to tell you something alone."

"It is our wedding today. I know you don't love me, but I am still willing to marry you. Will you regret it in

the future? If I can be cured, maybe we will really be a couple for a lifetime. Will you regret it?"

"Did the doctor say that you can be cured?"

Travis asked in surprise. Sarah nodded with a smile.

She thought that she couldn't hide the truth forever. She decided to tell him the truth gradually.

"The doctor said that they have made a wrong diagnosis. It's not a malignant tumor, but a benign one.

It will be cured after an operation."

"It's really good news. I'm happy to hear that on our wedding day, Sarah."

After saying that, he directly knelt on one of his knees.

"I'm sorry. It was you who decided to get married. I haven't proposed to you yet. Let me propose to you

today. Are you willing to marry me?" Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears streamed down Sarah's face. She had long known that Travis was the gentlest person in the

world to her.

Even if it was not because of love, she was willing to be the wife of this man.

"I'm very glad to hear that, Travis. Thank you."

Travis thought for a while and said to her the words he had prepared.

"I didn't know you would suddenly ask this question, nor did I know you would be so uneasy. In fact, I

wanna tell you something all the time."

"I admit that I have never forgotten my love for Georgia before. I can’t help caring about her. Maybe it's

because of my persistent love when I was young, or perhaps it's because of the pity of our broken

relationship, which makes me unable to forget those memories. I also admit that I don't love you so

much now, but Sarah, I can give my life to you. I trust you, and you trust me. I believe you won't hurt

me no matter what happened, and I will protect you in any dangerous situation."

"I think we can support and trust each other for a lifetime, and maybe we can also be a happy couple. I

don't know if I will fall in love with you in the future, but I will definitely be a responsible husband. If we

have a child in the future, I will also be an excellent father. Please trust me. I will work hard for our

marriage. You don't have to be panic. I don't know when I will fall in love with you, but I promise that I

will gradually forget my love for Georgia and let her only live in my memory."

Sarah had never thought that Travis would say something like that to her.

Even though Travis said that he didn’t love her now, she was still happy. She liked Travis to be honest.

She also knew that even if it wasn't the love, Travis would always protect her. What she wanted was a

sense of security and his trust in her.

"I'm glad to hear this. Thank you for saying that to me. Travis, come to me. I have something to tell

you."

Sarah whispered to him when he got closer to her.

"The dresser I invited is one of the top dressers in the world. Her name is Vera, and she has a good

reputation. I have never heard that there is something wrong with her. Besides, she also worked for me

several times when I attended the parties before. I am familiar with her, but she is a little strange today."

Travis was confused.

"What's wrong with her?"

"When she helped me put on makeup, her hands were stable and she could always do a good job. But

when she worked just now, her hands were trembling, and her work is not perfect as before. Although

it’s still good, I found that there was at least something wrong with my makeup. I'm not sure if she was

bribed or something happened to her. We should ask someone to keep an eye on her. I can't let her

stay here with me. Just tell her that there is a guest who needs her help. Then catch her and

interrogate her. Do it secretly. Maybe there will be someone else watching her. Don't act rashly and

alert the enemy."

"I see. Don’t worry. If there is really something terrible happening at the wedding, you must hide well

and don’t get in danger."

"I will."

Sarah smiled. Travis stood up to leave.

After he opened the door, Travis said to the dresser, Vera.

"Vera, there is a conflict between two ladies. One splashed wine on the other, which ruined her

makeup. I don't want anything to happen at my wedding today, so please come with me to help that

lady. Don't worry. I will give you the double salary."

Vera felt a little strange and her hands began to tremble again. But since Travis said so, Vera had to

follow Travis.

Travis calmly led his bodyguards and Vera towards a hotel room.

"That lady is resting inside. Come in with me."

Vera felt something wrong and wanted to turn around, but the bodyguard had already pointed his gun

at Vera.

Before she could react, she was directly pushed into the room.

"Catch her."

Travis said coldly.

"Tell me, what do you want to do? Or did you get threatened? If you tell me the truth now, I can give

you a chance to leave here. If you continue to hide it, you know what will happen to you. You also don’t

want to live in hell, do you?"

Vera's face suddenly turned pale and she knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

"I didn't mean to do that. Mr. Armstrong, please tell Miss Duran that I really don't want to do anything to

hurt her. I am threatened by those people. They caught my son and asked me to do something at the

wedding. I have no choice but to promise them. Otherwise, my son will be killed. Could you please help

me rescue my son?"

"Tell me the truth in detail. Where was your son? How was he caught? Where is he now? And who did

it? What is their order? Tell me the truth, and then I will help you if I can."