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Carly looked at her in surprise. Although Julia always had a cold demeanor, she had never been so straightforward with her words before. 

“I’m sorry, sister. I didn’t know you cared so much about this wedding dress…” 

She looked aggrieved, how could she not know that Julia cared? The wedding dress was personally designed 

by Julia, from selecting the fabric to the decorations, she handled every step. 

From the proposal until now, she has always cherished this love immensely. 

Colton glanced at Carly and immediately turned to Julia and spoke. 

“It wasn’t a big deal either, don’t be angry, dear wife. It was Carly’s first time wearing it, as her older sister, just 

let her have it.” 

Julia turned to look at him, her eyes filled with coldness, unsure of what to say. 

There wasn’t even any anger. 

He knew Julia so well, how could he not know that she didn’t like wearing clothes that had been worn by others, even if they were her clothes? 

She felt for the first time that the man in front of her was so unfamiliar. 

He was no longer the Colton who used to pursue relentlessly. 

She looked up at Carly and didn’t want to argue. 

The eyelashes trembled, and the speech was quick. 

“I gave it to you.” 

After saying that, he turned around and left the bridal shop. 

Colton immediately took a big step forward and grabbed her wrist. 

“Wife, what’s wrong with you? Are you angry?” 

“Weren’t we here today to try on wedding dresses?” 

“Don’t be angry, I will… immediately.” 

Julia felt annoyed and immediately interrupted. 

“No, I’m just a bit tired. I’ll go back first. You can choose any wedding dress you like.” 

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Colton immediately smiled upon hearing it. “I knew my wife would be the most understanding.” 

She left Colton alone in the bridal shop and went home by herself. 

Before leaving, I saw them playing and frolicking in the bridal shop, and a wave of ripples surged in my heart. 

Don’t turn around, there was no expression on the face. 

The wedding dress was meant to be worn by someone meaningful, and Colton is simply not worthy of Julia 

wearing the wedding dress she designed. 

This marriage was a scam from the beginning. Carly posted a photo of herself wearing a wedding dress on 

Instagram, with the caption: “This beautiful wedding dress is simply tailor-made for me, and the most 

important thing is that the photographer was thoughtful.” 

These photos, without guessing, were taken by Colton for her. 

Julia left her phone aside, too lazy to argue, feeling only tired. 

When he opened his eyes again, he realized it was already midnight. Colton was in the bathroom, getting 

ready. 

She slowly opened her eyes, the sound of a message notification catching Julia’s attention. 

She turned her gaze towards Colton’s phone. 

Colton may have thought that Julia had already fallen asleep, without any guard. 

The social media account logged in on the phone was indeed his secondary account. 

On regular days, Julia did not have the habit of checking his phone. 

Colton was also well aware that even if there were, he would have countless ways to deceive Julia. 

At that moment, a message popped up on the phone screen. 

I opened it and saw that someone with the note “Carly” had sent a few photos. 

The woman in the photo was wearing stockings and a sexy and cute outfit. 

She immediately recognized that it was Carly. 

“Colton, come and find me quickly.” 

“Same old place…” Julia’s hands couldn’t help but tremble when she saw those photos and ambiguous 

messages. 

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It seemed like the next second the phone would fall to the ground. 

She felt her breath quicken, and she never expected that they had already reached this point behind her back. 

Even though they were just a few days away from getting married. 

But when she saw this news again with her own eyes, she still felt heartbroken. 

When Julia heard the sound of the water stop, she put down her phone and turned around, closing her eyes as she lay down. 

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