Repentance Revenge
Chapter 20

Andreas stunned. He immediately ended his phone connection with an eye that could not be separated from the figure of a beautiful woman in front of him.

The woman in the wedding dress who walked over approached her, carving a thin smile so sweetly at her.

Let alone Andreas, the boutique waitress to be amazed to see the beauty of Nisa is so perfect with a wedding dress.

"How's.? Does this dress suit me.?" Ask Nisa. He asked Andreas for an opinion by stopping in front of him. Continue to carve her sweet smile for the man she wants to seize her heart. Attracting Andreas' attention was one way to make the man fall for him.

"Andreas, right,,? I asked for your opinion, "Tegur Nisa slowly. He touched Andreas's arm slowly to wake Andreas from the daydream.

"Hemm, what.?" Andreas' facial expression looked confused. Apparently, she had not listened to Nisa's words. He was too focused on looking at the beautiful woman.

"I said, what about the dress.? Am I fit to wear this dress.?" Ask Nisa.

"Beautiful, it suits you well." Legally. Andreas said honestly, according to what appeared before his eyes.

"Well, I'll just pick this dress." Said Nisa.

Without the need to try on other dresses, Nisa immediately tethered her heart to the dress. After all Andreas even went dumb when he first saw her out wearing the dress, so it was certain that the dress would catch Andreas' attention during their wedding.

"Find a dress suitable for formal dinner." Andreas's assertion to the waiter.

"Good sir." One of them rushed off to pick up some dresses that Nisa would show so Nisa could choose.

"Eat dinner.? What is there an event.?" A little confused, Nisa looked at Andreas.

"Mama invited us to dinner together at our family's favorite restaurant." Answer Andreas.

"Again good time to discuss our marriage."

Nisa only responded with a nod, despite actually being anxious to meet Andreas' parents again. Moreover, Mr. Candra who still looks hesitant to accept Nisa as a daughter-in-law. In contrast to Nyoya Zoya who is more accepting of Nisa with open arms, especially after knowing that Nisa is the child of her best friend.

Both of them had already left the boutique after choosing a dress and trying it out.

Andreas rushes his car to leave the boutique. It was already 4pm, he still had the task again to bring Nisa to the salon. The man wants to make Nisa look more beautiful in front of both parents. As if to show them that the choice is never wrong, even though it is not in accordance with the expectations of the Papa who wants him to marry a conglomerate child equivalent to their family.

"No need to go to Ndre's salon, you doubt my ability to apply makeup and do hair.?" Said Nisa. He was still negotiating with Andreas, refusing to go to the salon.

If only doing makeup for family dinner, Nisa can still do it herself. Moreover, all this time his work requires him to always look beautiful with makeup on the face and hair.

"Where might I doubt you. Even without makeup alone you're already very pretty." The words of praise coming out of Andreas' mouth sounded poetic. Moreover, the gazes of eyes and smile engraved on Andreas' lips were so dazzling as he glanced towards him.

"Are you a hobby of putting out poetic words for women.?" Nisa asked a little jokingly. He did not want to seriously respond to Andreas' praise, especially to get carried away and feel floated after hearing his praise.

"You're the first woman to get a compliment from me." Answer Andreas.

He looked at Nisa without the slightest lie. Because Andreas was abstinent to praise women, when many women were infatuated to worship the gods.

"really.? Or do you just want to make me big head.?" Nisa chuckles a little.

"You feel that way.?" Ask Andreas. He looked serious for a few seconds, but he was driving.

"I've been used to getting compliments from a lot of guys, Andreas. So just a compliment won't make me big on my head." Calmly and a little self-indulgent, Nisa tries to make Andreas put his jealousy on her.

"Oh yeah.? But after marrying me, I'll make sure there won't be a man who dares to praise you again." Seriously honest.

"The color you won't meet any men, I mean you won't meet many men anymore because you've quit your job." Unmistakably.

Nisa only responded with a faint smile.

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