Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1377

A few days later, Rosalie and Justin were planning their wedding.

Rosalie felt overjoyed during this period. Every day spent with Justin was filled with sweet moments that she never tired of. All the unhappy memories of the past were put aside and she no longer thought about them. She focused her attention fully on Justin and happy thoughts.

Rosalie and Justin were picking out their wedding gown and suit in a boutique. She held Justin's arm as she looked through the various gown designs, feeling excited and elated at the same time.

"Justin, these gowns are beautiful! I wonder how I'll look in them."

Justin put an arm around her shoulder. "Try them on and we'll buy whichever looks good."

"Help me pick, won't you?"

Justin nodded. "Of course."

He stepped forward and helped Rosalie choose a gown. He picked out a white lace mesh gown and handed it to her.

"I think this looks nice. Try it on."

A sales assistant stepped forward and praised Justin's choice. "Sir, you have good taste. This gown suits her very well."

Rosalie hugged the gown. "I'll try it out, then."

"Miss, let me help you. This gown isn't easy to put on." The female assistant followed Rosalie into the dressing room.

After a while, the curtains were pulled back after Rosalie had put on the gown and she walked out.

"Wow, miss! You look ravishing! Sir, quick, look! Your fiancée is beautiful!" The sales assistant sounded exaggerated, but she genuinely thought Rosalie looked amazing.

Fire burned in his eyes as he praised, "You're beautiful."

Rosalie was naturally glad to receive praise from her beloved fiance, but she pouted and deliberately said, "What if I no longer look beautiful when I grow old?"

She would eventually age. When that happened, would he still look at her this way? Would they still feel such passionate love for each other?

"Silly girl," Justin said as he hugged her. "I'll grow old along with you. I should be the one worrying about you losing interest in me. What would I do if you were to find a young, sweet boy to replace me?"

"Nonsense!" Rosalie said as she punched Justin's chest playfully. "I wouldn't find a sweet, young thing. You're the one who'd do that."

"If you continue saying this, I might just find another woman, probably 18 years old when you're old and wrinkly just to anger you," Justin said incisively.

The two of them weren't even married yet, but here they were, bickering.