Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 225: Violet's Wedding Party
"Let's get off!" Alan Pinta.
He had already opened the door of his car so that Irene could easily get out of there easily. However, the woman seemed hesitant to get out of the car.
"Irene," call Alan.
Actually Irene was not going to join Violet and Jimmy's wedding with Alan. However, Alan said he had to hold his word to come there.
Irene was just feeling less confident. He is completely in love with Alan and does not want to make the name of the man bad in front of others because of his appearance.
Irene did not yet have the courage to be frank about who she really was. She also wanted to look as beautiful as possible in order to stand up straight beside Alan.
Although the man does not question what he looks like, sometimes he also cares about the assessment of people.
"Son Alan's the only one who came in. I waited outside" said Irene.
Alan sighed. "Come, at least we'll come for a while and go home!" axed it.
He pulls Irene's hand out of his car. He locked the car so Irene could no longer get inside.
"Take my hand warmly!" Alan's orders.
Irene held onto Alan's arm.
Alan walked confidently carrying Irene with him. But, the woman who was holding him lowered her head.
Their presence immediately attracted attention. Aside from Sovia, Alan has never been seen taking another woman to a party. Moreover, the woman who Alan brought this time his face was mediocre even included subpar.
"Oh, Alan! You're finally here!" exclaim Jimmy happy.
Irene and Alan walked over to the groom-to-be who was talking to some of his friends.
"Congratulations, Jim," said Alan.
"Thank you." Jimmy shook Alan's hand. "Irene, thank you for coming too." she also shook hands with Irene.
Irene replied with a smile.
"My clothes today are the work of Irene, Violet's wedding dress too. If you want to get married, you can call Alfa. Irene works there." Jimmy promoted his wedding dress designer. They are indeed amazed by the results of the stitching of clothes that look very neat and luxurious.
Alan hugged Irene's waist affectionately in front of them. "Actually Irene's my future wife, she's just helping out at my sister's place. She's still in college, so it doesn't seem like she's going to be able to take a lot of dress orders" Alan said.
Irene widened her eyes to hear Alan very loudly mention his true self. Those who heard were similarly stunned by Alan's confession. It's as if they're saying there's no way Alan likes a woman like her.
"We hope to have a wedding in the near future like you, too" Alan said.
"May I see the bride?" ask Irene.
"Oh, yes. Violet is still in the dressing room" Jimmy said.
"Sir, I'll go there first, yeah!" pamit Irene while releasing Alan's hand from her.
"Well, when you're done, hurry back. I'm waiting for you here" Alan said as he kissed Irene on the forehead before them all.
"Lan, is that really your future wife? I thought you were still with Sovia."
"No, we broke up a long time ago. He was with Jonathan. My wife-to-be is just Irene."
"I am speechless, Lan. It's true that your future wife is like that."
Irene could still hear the voice of Alan's conversation with her friends
Irene walked towards the bride's dressing room indicated by Jimmy.
Tok tok tok tok
Irene knocked on the door.
"Lake in!"
When a voice came from inside that allowed her to enter, Irene opened the door and saw Violet there wearing her wedding dress. Violet smiled as she saw his presence there.
"Come, Ren!" violet said enthusiastically.
Irene stepped in. He congratulated her and hugged the woman.
"Who is that, Vi?" a woman just came out of the toilet.
"Ta, this is Irene I told you about yesterday" Violet said.
"Oh, Irene made you this shirt, huh?" ask Talia.
"Yes, I'm Irene."
Irene stretched out her hand shaking Talian.
"I'm Talia. Your dress is very nice. If I'm married, please make a nice dress as well, yes!"
Irene only smiled stiffly at the request. To be honest, making a dress for Irene was really fun. However, it is no fun anymore when he becomes having some sort of obligation towards something that is only considered a hobby.