Chapter 1066 The Gorgeous Mr. And Mrs. President
"What do you mean by Joseph is here?" Waverly asked in confusion.
"Maybe he called you earlier to talk about this," Bellamy replied.
Waverly then remembered that Joseph had called her, but Bellamy had taken the phone away before she could answer the call. After that, she did not call Joseph back.
She felt that Joseph wanted to talk to her not because of her rash action in coming to A Country blatantly but because she didn't answer his phone call. That was why he had decided to show up.
Feeling defensive, Waverly frowned and asked cautiously, "Do you know why he's here?"
"He said he came to pick Yasmine up and to visit me on the way. The Department of External Affairs informed me that he would also be attending the dinner tonight." Then, Bellamy pondered for a moment and muttered, "His appearance is too sudden, perhaps..."
"Perhaps what?"
"Perhaps he came to prove that he didn't do anything wrong and that he was innocent," Bellamy answered as he made a guess.
"What do you mean?"
"Now, everyone on the Internet is biased toward the fact that the person who shot me was Gollin. Hence, Joseph came to show his sincerity and honesty. Most probably, he wanted to assure the netizens that he was a victim."
Hearing this, Waverly frowned.
In other words, Joseph hadn't arrived simply but with a mission.
Waverly then asked again, "Now that Gollin is out of favor, do you think it's possible for him to meet Beckham and start a new cooperation?"
"Of course. Beckham has always been standing in the middle ground. He would also weigh the situation carefully. It really got Gollin hard this time, and even Ronaldo doesn't trust him anymore. There is no need for Beckham to marry Rebecca. Also, it seems that Lenold and Qianna have made up, right?" Bellamy asked.
"Previously..." Waverly recalled as she explained, "There was a girl. She was from Joseph's auntie's family. She was quite pretty and also at the right age to get married. She had appeared beside Giselle last time... Could she be the one to marry Beckham? After all, Qianna's reputation isn't good and Giselle is Joseph's mother. Although the Yanders family is not as prominent as the Mccarthy and Harington families, their power is still very complicated. It might not be a better choice for Beckham."
"That is possible. If Joseph found out that you're on my side, I'm afraid it'll do you no good in the future. Besides, if Beckham worked together with Joseph's cousin sister, I think that sooner or later, Joseph's rank in the Mccarthy family would surpass Thomson's. By then, even Thomson won't be able to protect you," Bellamy said worriedly.
However, Waverly was not afraid at all. She said jokingly, "I still have you. What should I be afraid of?"
Bellamy paused and looked at her smiling face. His eyes were full of affection for her. Then, he sighed helplessly and replied in a doting tone, "Okay, I understand. I got someone to prepare the dress for you. Do you need a makeup artist?"
"Have you forgotten that I've learnt how to do makeup too? I can do it by myself. As for the dress, I'll need your help. I didn't bring any with me."
"Okay." Bellamy held Waverly's hand and asked, "Are you cold?"
"Not really. How about you? Are you feeling okay? Don't try to be tough. Your health is the utmost priority, and your body is basically the capital of revolution."
"Don't worry. I value the capital very much. There's enough to squander," Bellamy said as he played along with her.
It sounded like a sentence that would make someone blush.
True enough, Waverly's face turned red.
Throughout the five years of their marriage, he had not said such words to her. The same emotions lingered in her heart and then rushed into her mind. It felt as though thousands of electric currents were coursing through her body and disturbing her conscience. Not only that, but it also gave her a strong sense of guilt.
......
Waverly put on makeup and styled her hair. After that, she saw the evening gown that Bellamy had prepared for her.
It was a white half-shoulder evening dress with pink flower embroidery. It was very beautiful. Waverly fell in love with it at a glance.
Back when she hadn't married Bellamy, she had also worn many evening gowns. However, they were all dark-colored, such as black, dark-gray, hunchbacked, and so on.
She had been afraid that if the dress looked immature and not elegant, it would be hard to gain trust from others. Therefore, she tended to dress very maturely at a young age. It often made her forget that she had just been a girl in her early twenties.
Bellamy stared at Waverly with a smile and asked, "Do you like it? I personally designed it for you. However, I designed it according to your previous size. It looks a little big on you. Later, I'll ask the designer to readjust the waist area. We still have time."
"What? You designed it?" Waverly was shocked.
"Yes. How else did you think I spent the past few nights? It felt too lonely without you. I didn't even have a person to talk to." At this moment, Bellamy peered at Waverly with a fiery gaze.
It turned out that she wasn't the only one who wasn't used to it.
There was a warm feeling in Waverly's indifferent heart and she uttered, "Thank you."
"Put it on first and take a look," Bellamy urged.
"Okay." Waverly took the evening gown and went into the dressing room. She put it on and stepped out promptly. The size was indeed a little too big.
It was mainly because she had lost a lot of weight in the past two months. She should have eaten more at noon. She said to Bellamy apologetically, "I'm sorry."
"What's there to be sorry about? It looks so good on you. I'll just get the designer to amend the waist area, and it'll fit you perfectly," Bellamy replied.
The designer immediately came over to help Waverly to adjust the gown's measurement and sewn a thin silk cloth over the amended joint. The gown now made her look more elegant than before.
Waverly put it on and looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.
Bellamy stood beside her.
Even though they were just standing there, they looked rather well matched. After all, Bellamy appeared to be in his early thirties. Waverly commented, "This is the most beautiful evening gown I've ever worn. I think it looks even better than my wedding dress."
"If you like it, I can make more designs for you in the future," Bellamy said.
Waverly smiled, lowered her head, and gazed at her dress. She said in surprise, "I wasn't aware that you know these things."
"I've researched it and consulted a teacher. That's how I knew it. Actually, I only designed the clothes and had someone else make it."
Waverly turned around and faced him, saying, "If you pursue fashion, you will be successful."
Bellamy smiled lovingly at her. "How's your comic drawing going? I'm waiting to read it."
"Ah... " Waverly felt guilty. Since the day she returned to M Country, she had been struggling, sad, and confused. Her ability could not satisfy the reality, so she lived a hard life and had always been in a bad mood. She was in a pessimistic state and did not have the mood to draw comics at all.
She answered after a while, "I'll draw it well after returning home. When it's done, you'll be the first person I'll show it to."
"That's a promise. I am your most loyal fan. If you have any good inspiration or ideas, tell me about them so we can discuss them together."
"Ha," Waverly chuckled at his words. This was the first time that she smiled so sincerely ever since she came back. She was very happy as she nodded. "Okay."
"Let's go. It's time to head to the party," Bellamy prompted as he extended his arm.
After hesitating for a moment, Waverly reached out and took his arm. Both of them then walked out of the room together.
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