Chapter 117 This Is Wrong, Alpha

• Two days later, It was finally the night of the ceremony. She was still in front of the dressing table, touching up her make-up for the umpteenth time. She was so nervous, her feet and palms were sweaty and cold. "You need to do this." She sighed, looking at herself in the mirror before standing up to go downstairs, but before she could move an inch, the door opened and Alex stepped in.
• She looked up at the man, who was just by the door, staring at her. She became even more nervous. Hey. She managed to say something to clear the awkward silence, but the guy was still staring at her. She looked away and muttered under her breath. "Do I look that bad?" But Alex heard her.
• "Bad? How can she say that when she was making him speechless?" It was as if he had never seen her before. Is it from the black flair-embroidered dress that fitted beautifully on her to the beautiful small silver earrings she was putting on? She looked so beautiful that she left him speechless.