Julia shivered. The warm breath sprayed on her ear was giving her a tingling sensation. It was as if there was a feather brushing over her heart. She really couldn't remember when the last time the two of them got so close was. Almost in an instant, she was already absorbed in the nostalgic feeling.

She stared at Terence so deeply that she seemed like she was in a trance.

Her silly appearance really made Terence happy inside. This proved that he at the least still had a place in her heart.

With a soft smile, he said, "Just go if you agree. I still have something else to do."

Julia couldn't describe how she was feeling now. She came here to ask for a divorce. For some reason, however, when she heard that the divorce should be postponed, she actually felt relieved inside.

She took a deep breath and then said, "You'd better remember what you said. I won’t forgive you if you continue making excuses and dra

ll us immediately. We’ll modify it accordingly until you’re satisfied."

"Okay," said Jean.

She couldn't help but feel excited when she saw the banquet hall before her. Happiness was bubbling inside her. She even started imagining how her wedding would look like. Barton would walk her down the aisle, she would make her way towards Terence one step at a time, and all eyes would be on her.

"Next, let's go through the details again, shall we? I've told you before that the roses for your wedding day will be freshly-picked and they'll be flown from France. At that time, the whole venue will become a sea of flowers. Miss Gu, what do you think about this?"

"Not bad."

"At that time, there’ll also be..." The wedding planner continued to explain the arrangements. The more Jean listened, the wilder her imagination about that day ran. Unconsciously, a smile bloomed on her face. Her dream was about to come true.