She asked the makeup artist, âAre there already guests outside?â
The makeup artist shook her head.
The only people outside were the hotel staff.
Jarrod and Jamieâs wedding was a private ceremony, and they reserved the entire hotel only for their guests.
The makeup artist noticed Jamieâs nervousness.
Beads of sweat came out of Jamieâs forehead.
The makeup artist grabbed the powder puff and wiped the sweat off Jamieâs forehead.
She comforted Jamie, âMiss Powell, itâs only half past nine.
Itâs too early for the guests to arrive, so thereâs no need to be nervous.
â
Suddenly, a slap sound echoed in the lounge.
Jamieâs palm landed on the makeup artistâs face.
The makeup artist covered her numbed cheek.
She was shocked and confused at the same time.
She looked at Jamie aggrievedly and asked, âMiss Powell, whatâs wrong with you?â
Jamieâs expression turned fierce.
She snapped angrily, âHow dare you say Iâm nervous!â
Since this morning, Jamie felt like her heart had been in her throat.
For some reason, she had this strange sense of foreboding.
But she comforted herself.
Today, she was wearing a wedding gown worth three billion dollars, and this extravagant wedding cost ten billion dollars.
Jarrod had spent this much, so she had nothing to be nervous about.
She only slapped the makeup artist just now because of frustration and embarrassment after being perceived as nervous.
When Jamie saw that the makeup artist still stood there, she snarled, âGet out!â
She rolled her eyes in exasperation, thinking the makeup artist was such a clueless person.
Now that Jamie was left alone, there was pin-drop silence in the VIP lounge.
She took out her phone and called Jarrod.
Actually, Jamie had been nervous and fidgety since this morning because she couldnât contact Jarrod.
His phone was powered off.
At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Jarrod walked in.
He looked handsome in his tailored suit.
Jamie lifted the hemline of her wedding dress and trotted to him.
She pouted like a spoiled child.
âWhy are you not answering your phone? Iâve been calling you the entire morning.
â
âI dropped my phone.
Itâs broken,â Jarrod explained casually.
âOh, okay.
â
Jamie didnât make a fuss about it anymore.
But this time, she noticed that Jarrod wasnât wearing the dark red suit she had chosen for him.
Instead, he was dressed in a black suit.