Chapter 340

Chapter 340: The Wedding Invitation “I wanted to surprise you, but I wanted you to like it more, so I decided to tell you about it.”

Seeing what he said so seriously, Alva felt a little nervous.

“Okay, I’ll listen.”

“I’m going to start planning the wedding.”

Alva froze.

The wedding…

She had forgotten about it.

In the beginning, Jackson had said he would have a wedding on Valentine’s Day next year.

She agreed at that time.

But then a lot of things happened and the matter was put on the back burner.

Now that he said it, she hadn’t expected it.

But soon she nodded.

“Good,” said Hermione.

Did not expect her so readily agreed, Jackson is stunned.

Alva smiled at him and said, “What’s wrong?”

Jackson watched her smile and bent lips. “Nothing. I thought you’d say no.”

She agreed so readily that he thought he had misheard her.

Alva laughed. “Why didn’t I say yes?”

With all the certificates, it’s normal to have a wedding.

Jackson shook his head. “Nothing.”

She just says yes.

He was afraid she wouldn’t say yes.

If she does not agree, he forced to add to her, she will not be happy.

He didn’t want her to be unhappy.

Alva put the card in the bag and said, “I’ll design my own wedding invitation.”

She didn’t know what the card was, but now she does.

A wedding invitation.

“Good,” said Hermione.

Jackson went home in the afternoon.

He said he was going to make her food himself.

She knew that he wanted to mend her body, and he was not at ease with what others had done.

When Jackson left, the nurse stayed with her in the room.

He doesn’t trust her alone, even though she’s now stable.

Alva called Ambrose after he left.

The doctor said she should be out in a few days.

She had to talk to Ambrose ahead of time, report on herself, so he could arrange the rest of the work.

But the phone never answered, and as Alva was about to hang up, Ambrose’s voice came through.

“Alva.”

Some hoarse voice came, but also with a hint of waking confusion.

Alva said, “Ambrose, are you not feeling well?”

Ambrose listened to Alva’s voice, looked at the time, and sat up.

“A little, but it’s okay. Can you talk?”

“Well, the doctor says the recovery is going well, and if we keep it up, we’ll be out of the hospital in a few days.”

“Okay, but can you tell me what happened to you?”

He wants to know.

Alva smiled and said, “A little thing. It’s okay.”

Ambrose smiled. He pinched his brow and smiled on his lips.

“A little thing can stop you talking?”

“Alva, are you fooling children?”

Alva said helplessly, “Ambrose, I’m not lying to you, this is a small matter for me.”

I just didn’t think this little thing would get complicated later, Ambrose shook his head.

If she thinks it’s small, it’s not small.

But anyway, she’s not gonna tell him.

In that case, he stopped asking.

He didn’t want to push her.

“Then call me when you get out of the hospital, and I’ll make arrangements then.”

“All right, Ambrose.”

After a pause, he said, “Ambrose, if you feel uncomfortable, take the medicine.”

Don’t hold on. It’ll get worse.

Ambrose looked slightly startled, and then his eyes softened. “IIMM.”

“Then you rest, I hang up.”

“Good,” said Hermione.

Alva hung up, and Ambrose listened to the beeping busy signal on his cell phone and checked the time, 1:45 a.m.

He bent his lips and got up to look for medicine.

I didn’t want to take it.

He had always hated pills, but Alva’s words fell into his ear, and he suddenly felt that pills weren’t so painful after all.

When Alva hung up the phone, her eyes thought.

There’s something she thinks she needs to do when she gets out of the hospital.