Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!

Chapter 1158: How Could My Wife Not Be Beautiful

Watt lifted his face, his gaze drifting towards her.

The wedding dress he chose for Summer Sutton didn’t have the typical large skirt; it had a smaller hem and a cinched waist design, perfectly accentuating Summer Sutton’s slender waist.

The style was vintage, completely different from the simplicity he usually liked. The craftsmanship was exquisite, with every stitch meticulously done.

The veil paired with the wedding dress was very long, over ten meters, fluttering gracefully in the wind.

Summer Sutton gracefully descended from upstairs, a sweet smile on her lips, the long veil swaying with her steps, making her appear as pure as if walking on moonlight.

Watt scrutinized her up and down, his gaze lingering on her a bit longer than usual.

He seemed to forget to react, just watching her until Summer Sutton stood in front of him.

Turning around slightly before him, she fully presented the style of the wedding dress, "How is it? Is it beautiful?"

Watt came back to his senses, leisurely curling his lips, "Of course."

His wife, how could she not be beautiful?

Summer Sutton felt a bit proud and dashed upstairs to change into two other dresses.

She busied herself upstairs for quite a while; merely for two dresses, arranging hair, makeup, and jewelry took more than two hours before she appeared before Watt again.

Watt had commissioned three dress designs that weren’t too complex: the wedding dress had a vintage style, while the other two dresses were simple, mainly for convenience at the evening banquet.

No matter the style, wearing them on Summer Sutton managed to exceed Watt’s expectations with impressive beauty.

Watt gazed at her for quite a while, and as Summer Sutton was about to go upstairs to change out of the dress, Watt suddenly scooped her up, "I’ll help you!"

Carrying her horizontally, Watt headed upstairs with her.

One doesn’t need to guess what he intended to do up there.

Summer Sutton lifted her face to look at him, lightly tapping her fingertip on his chest, reminding him, "It’s not dark yet."

"What’s the difference?" Watt dismissed her words entirely.

As a married couple, in a home with just the two of them, doing what they love, why care so much?

He felt it was only right to do such things with Summer Sutton at any time; however, Summer Sutton was reluctant to cooperate.

The wedding is only a few days away, and if Watt continues like before, keeping her up until two or three in the morning every night, she’d be severely sleep-deprived. How bad would her condition be on the wedding day?

A once-in-a-lifetime wedding, what girl wouldn’t want to look beautiful that day?

"No way, no way." Summer Sutton was very steadfast about this, anxiously rolling off Watt.

"You can’t come in!" With her hand against his chest, Summer Sutton stopped him at the door.

"Why?" Watt looked nonplussed.

Summer Sutton was really worried that once started, he wouldn’t stop.

Without explaining directly, she firmly demanded, "For the days leading up to the wedding, we’ll sleep in separate rooms."

Watt’s face turned dark again.

Not wanting to once is fine, but with ten days until the wedding, not letting him touch her every day?

Watt thought Summer Sutton was simply dreaming.

Ignoring her, his body pushed the door, he gestured as to enter.

But Summer Sutton pressed her back against the door, forcefully pushing him out, "Let’s both rest well for a few days, and rejuvenate for the wedding, isn’t that better?"