After changing, Holly walked out of the fitting room. Maria helped her get her measurements and was thorough with her job. After that, Holly sat on the couch and started scrolling on her phone. While in the fitting room earlier, she'd taken a few pictures of herself in the wedding dress. She wanted to keep the prettiest picture as a remembrance, but she looked beautiful in all of them. She didn't have it in her to delete them. Bryce glanced sideways at her and smiled. "Since you like them all so much, you should just do a bridal photo shoot." Holly looked up at him from her phone, surprised. It was a divorce she was going to get. What was the purpose of getting a bridal photo shoot? Bryce reached out to ruffle her hair. "Go for one if you wish to. Don't overthink things," he said. "It's the weekend tomorrow. I'm free in the afternoon. I'll pick you up after I'm done with work."Sherry approached Holly with a glass of milk and handed it to her. "The studio next to our

Holly looked up at him, her pretty eyes gazing deeply into Bryce's.Bryce was always so full of himself. It wasn't every day she got to hear him say something like that. How could she not fall for him? She liked him so much! If she really had to point out something about him that she disliked, it was his short temper. However, he'd been holding his temper back plenty of times around her since last year. Another thing she didn't like about him was that ex-girlfriend of his. Still, he'd been taking her side lately. Ever since she told him she wasn't happy with Samantha, he'd kept his distance from her. Holly's resolve dwindled. She was about to answer his question with a "yes", but someone knocked on the door. The door opened, and in came a young woman who seemed to be the receptionist. "Ms. Sinclair, someone called you using the landline," she said. Holly had put her phone in the locker in the fitting room downstairs when she changed into the gown. "Sorry," she told

After carrying Holly to the parking lot, Bryce opened the car door with one hand and placed her in the passenger seat. Holly was crying furiously, and she seemed to be beside herself with grief. Anyone would feel upset when they saw her. Then, Bryce helped her buckle the seatbelt before he hugged her. He quietly said, "Hang on there. I'll send you to the hospital immediately."Meanwhile, Holly couldn't register what he was saying. She only thought, "Grandma! Grandma is dead."Winona was gone. Bryce drove rapidly to the hospital. When they arrived at their destination, Bryce got out of the car and opened the door. On the other hand, Holly got out of the car and almost fell because her legs were too weak. Therefore, Bryce held her in his arms and quickly strode to the inpatient department.Once they arrived at the hospital ward, they saw Priscilla sobbing into her hands. Winona was lying on the bed. There was a white blanket covering her face. It seemed as if the wor

Holly watched the hearse until it disappeared from her sight. She cried until she lost her voice. On the way back, she kept throwing up. Bryce wiped the vomit from her lips and reassured her gently. She could hear his voice in her ears, but she failed to hear clearly what he was saying. She just knew that the person on the hearse was Winona, who was going to be cremated in flames.She would lose Winona once and for all. She would no longer have a grandmother. After Winona was cremated, her remains were delivered back to them. The day her remains were to be buried, the sky was dark and cloudy, and it was drizzling. The wind blew on the muddy paths. It was so cold that they shivered. Bryce helped Holly along as they went to the forest of willow trees behind the village with Priscilla and her other relatives. They were going to bury Winona's remains beside Winston's. It was dark and gloomy inside the forest, and it was freezing cold even during the day. Winston was buried

His phone rang all of a sudden.A cigarette dangled from Bryce's mouth as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Samantha.He frowned and hung up without answering. After a few minutes, his phone rang again.Arthur was calling him this time. He picked up.Arthur asked, "When are you coming back?"Bryce said expressionlessly, "Holly's grandmother was buried today. We'll be going back early tomorrow morning."Arthur sounded reproachful. "Why did you stay for such a long time? It's been almost four days.""She's very upset by her grandmother's death. I can't leave her here alone.""Doesn't she have her mother and her relatives?""Priscilla's very upset, too, and she can barely take care of herself. Her relatives? Well, they're just the way they are. The only one she can rely on right now is me."Arthur snorted. "You're about to get divorced. Why are you still treating her so well? Just give her more money. Your time is much mor