Fiancé Wants Rich Bride I Miscarry, Regret Tears

Alexander rushed in.

Vivian covered her face and cried even more miserably.

"I'm sorry, sister, I really didn't know you designed this wedding dress for yourself."

"If I had known, I would never have claimed it as my own."

Hearing this, Alexander's face darkened.

"Did she hit you?"

Vivian turned her face away and refused to say anything.

Alexander seemed to understand everything. He turned to me and slapped me in the face without saying a word.

The smell of blood filled my mouth.

I tilted my head, unable to believe that Alexander would one day do something to me.

Vivian rushed over and grabbed Alexander.

"Alexander, how could you hit your sister? It's not your sister's fault. It's our fault."

"It's just that tomorrow is the wedding, where are we going to get another wedding dress?"

Alexander looked at me and sneered, "Don't be afraid, Serena Sterling is best at couture mending."

"Since she was the one who destroyed the wedding dress, she should repair it herself until it is exactly the same as before."

I held back the sourness in my eyes, turned my head, wiped the blood from the corner of my lips with my fingers, and smiled.

Yes, couture mending is my specialty.

But has he forgotten how I developed my skills?

At that time, the Kingston Family had just collapsed. I was starving and often had creditors visiting me.

I was still a minor and couldn't find a job, and only one craftsman was willing to give me a living.

But it was just a mouthful of food.

I can't afford to support Alexander, let alone pay the interest my creditors are asking for.

In order to live a stable life as soon as possible, I practiced my skills day and night.

After my skills improved, I would take the initiative to take some work from my master and go home to help him.

After a while, my skills got better and better, and my master valued me more and more, and would give me some of the money from the work.

I still remember one time when I was staying up too long, I suddenly couldn’t see anything clearly and my eyes couldn’t stop streaming.

Alexander hugged me, crying and swearing.

"Sister, when I grow up, I will never let you sew clothes again."

But now, not only did he ask me to sew a wedding dress for the person who slandered me, he also asked me to restore it to its original state overnight!

For the first time, I was disappointed with Alexander.

"Alexander, I raised you for ten years, and this is how you repay me?"

"You didn't even ask a single question, but just convicted me based on her one-sided story, right?"

Far from feeling the slightest bit of guilt, Alexander even held Vivian in his arms.

"Serena, don't talk to me about favors. If it weren't for my mom, you would have been dead long ago."

"I don't want to listen to your excuses. Didn't you say you wanted to repay my mom? Then fix this wedding dress tonight."

After saying that, he pushed me aside and walked out with Vivian.

I took a swaying step and tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

"If I sew this wedding dress, will we be even now?"

Alexander paused slightly, but said nothing and left with Vivian.

I sniffed and took the torn wedding dress.

The material of the wedding dress is special, so when repairing it, you must use the same material and the same color of silk thread.

But fortunately, it is made of the same material as the evening dress Alexander gave me.

I locked myself in the hotel room and spent the whole night taking apart and sewing.

I didn't know how many bloody holes I pierced with my fingers before I finally restored the wedding dress to its original state.

When it was delivered before the wedding, Vivian had already put on another more gorgeous wedding dress.

She looked at me in surprise, "Oh, sister, you really sewed all night?"