Scarlett Yates let out a huge sigh of relief.

Finally... finally, she didn’t have to change into another bridal gown!

Her entire being relaxed, as if she had removed several heavy stones from her shoulders, and she exhaled deeply, "That’s wonderful."

Next up, it was Matthew Saxon’s turn to pick his attire.

Scarlett initially decided she wanted to give him a hard time, making him change into a dozen different outfits just like he did to her. But, she was too honest; the moment Matthew Saxon appeared in the first outfit, she nodded and said it was fine.

At that moment, Matthew stood in front of her and gave a slight smile, his tone incredibly gentle as he asked if it looked good. Without a second thought, she nodded.

The next second, Matthew cheerfully told the staff, "Let’s go with this one."

So in the end, Scarlett Yates spent over three hours choosing her bridal gown, while Matthew Saxon spent only ten minutes picking his outfit. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The determined Scarlett Yates, who wanted to mess with him a bit, was left dumbfounded.

She felt she must have been bewitched by his good looks, so at that moment she incoherently uttered the words "looks good."

With the bridal gown sorted, next came the makeup and hairstyle, which took Scarlett another two hours.

By the time Scarlett was dressed head to toe, it was already afternoon.

When she emerged from the makeup room, Matthew Saxon was already waiting for her outside.

In the realm of external appearance packaging, men always tend to save more time than women.

Upon entering the lounge, Scarlett immediately spotted Matthew Saxon dressed in the attire of a European medieval noble.

He wore a white tailcoat, underneath which was a bright white shirt, completed with a black tie.

Generally speaking, both the bride and groom need makeup for the wedding photos, but Matthew’s face was spotless, with no trace of makeup applied.

That picture-perfect face was already so handsomely beautiful it was maddening, truly leaving no need for any makeup embellishments.

The suit’s simple yet classic cut was looked great on him, as he was a natural clothes hanger; everything he wore looked eye-catching.

Scarlett couldn’t help but take another look.

As she gazed at him, a voice in her mind emerged: Scarlett Yates, Scarlett Yates, is that man really your future husband? He’s so good-looking. Such a handsome man likes you, is it really not a dream?

While Scarlett was still dazed and swooning, Matthew Saxon sensed it and slowly turned his head.

Upon seeing Scarlett Yates all dolled up, he paused, a flash of fire crossing through his eyes, making them shine brightly.

He slowly stood up and walked toward her.

Seeing him just staring without saying anything, Scarlett reached out to touch her face and asked, "Did I put on too much powder? And is the blush too heavy, I feel like I look like a monkey’s butt, but the makeup artist said it looks better for the photos."

This time, the makeup was a bit heavy.

Because the photos and videos required, if the makeup was too light, it wouldn’t show up well.

This slightly glamorous and mesmerizing style was Scarlett’s first attempt.

She felt a bit uneasy, especially under Matthew’s silent gaze, feeling even more uncomfortable.

Matthew Saxon gently removed her hand from her face, his deep eyes fixed on her, "There’s absolutely nothing wrong, it’s very beautiful, it’s like you’ve transformed."