That's Not My Style!

At four in the afternoon, Lilia was ready to leave.

As a nominated guest, her identity was different from the past.

Therefore, her dress was also specially selected, which is Van's latest summer dress.

In the car, Lilia carefully looked at herself then averted her gaze involuntarily. She asked Harold, "Is my tummy… that obvious?"

The man swept earnestly. "No. This European-style princess dress has a soft skirt, so people won't see any difference."

Hearing this, Lilia nodded lightly. She reached out her hand to touch her lower belly, and leaned back on the chair, closed her eyes and rested.

Counting the time, Jean had left for a month.

The Film Festival Award ceremony has started, but he hasn't returned.

These days, she always sleeps with memories. His shadow is everywhere in her lonely bedroom.

She remembers all the past sweet, but her heart is filled with unspeakable thoughts.