MY UNKNOWN HUSBAND, VOLUME 2 - Season 5 Episode 27

Vivian had been looking forward to picking out her wedding dress with John and discussing their future life.

Her dream was shattered.

She hadn’t seen John for half a year. Why was he unavailable now?

Vivian’s hand had been trembling in her nervousness. Upon hearing Lisa’s words, she knocked over the cup in her hand. The cup fell to the floor with a crash. The brown coffee stained the hem of her dress and her shoes.

“Ah!” Vivian screamed and stood up in panic.

Lisa picked up a box of tissues and bent down to wipe the hem of her dress. “Miss Ye, are you hurt?”

Vivian’s white wool dress was stained with brown coffee, which wouldn’t come off by wiping. The large stain was annoyingly eye-catching.

First, John stood her up; now, her dress was ruined. Vivian felt an uncontrollable rage bubble up from inside her.

Why was nothing going her way today? Vivian clenched her fists and gritted her teeth in an attempt to control her temper. Lisa dabbed at the stain with tissues. The more she wiped, the more the stain spread on the fabric. Finally, Vivian couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I’m fine. Don’t bother.” Vivian stooped down to push the other woman away, but she was so weak that Lisa barely moved.

Lisa stood up and asked with a smile, “Miss Ye, would you like to change your dress or try on the wedding dresses first?”

Looking into Lisa’s eyes, Vivian realized that she was being rude and immediately said, “I’m sorry.”

“Miss Ye, that’s alright.” Lisa thought nothing of it.

When John personally asked her to serve Vivian and instructed her on how to deal with her, she knew what she was going to face.

“I’ll try on the wedding dresses first,” Vivian declared as she sat back and covered her knees with a coat. She didn’t want to see the unsightly stain on her dress.

“Understood. Please wait a moment, Miss Ye.” Lisa made her way to the second floor.

The layout of the FG store was simple. All of the goods were placed near the walls and the glass windows and arranged according to color. The shop’s interior was neat, spacious, and bright.

There were sofas and tables in the middle of the floor for customers to rest, and many green plants and flowers occupied the remaining floor area.

From where she sat, Vivian could see the entrance of the shop. There were glass windows on either side of the doorway, and passersby could clearly see into the store from the outside.

Vivian craned her neck to search for something outside. Her eyes finally landed on a thin woman, who raised a hand to touch the edge of her sunglasses to take a photo of Vivian looking outside.

The woman was a journalist specifically invited by Vivian to take pictures of her secretly.

With a worried look on her face, Vivian thought that her plan of hyping up the topic of her upcoming marriage with John would fail because he was absent.
If photos of her picking out her wedding dress alone were posted, who knew what harsh words the public would say?

Vivian was deliberating whether to cancel the plan or not when Lisa’s words called her attention.

“Be careful! This is the wedding dress Mr. Shi designed for his wife. It took him more than half a year to finish it. If it gets dirty or damaged, we can’t afford to pay for it.”

Lisa walked forward to lift the hemline, and they went down the stairs with the wedding dress.

The wedding dress was covered with a layer of opaque cloth. Except for some wayward tulle that peeked from a corner, none of the dress showed from underneath.

Vivian saw a male clerk carry over a mannequin and place it near her. Lisa and another saleslady stood on tiptoe to put the wedding dress on the mannequin.

The saleslady chirped excitedly, “Well, draw the curtains, and I’ll turn off the lights.”

The clerk drew the heavy curtains shut, and leaving inside of the shop much dimmer than before. When the lights were turned off, the shop was cast into darkness.

Only rustling sounds could be heard. Lisa was unwrapping the cloth covering the wedding dress.

The swish of fabric stopped. A spotlight suddenly flashed in the dark shop, and the wedding dress was revealed to Vivian’s eyes in all its glory.

Twinkling stars glittered on the fabric of the gown and shimmered like a celestial river—not motionless, but constantly flowing.

The gown shone more brightly than the starry sky.

The bride wearing the wedding dress would be wearing an entire galaxy.

“It’s so beautiful!” Vivian remarked with a dreamy sigh. “I have never seen such a beautiful wedding dress before.”

She couldn’t believe that she would be wearing it one day to marry the man she loved.

She walked through the darkness toward the spotlight, her eyes burning as she reached out to touch the dress.

Her hand hovered over it reverently, not daring to touch the fabric.

“It’s so unbelievably beautiful.” Vivian couldn’t find any words to describe the magnificence of this wedding dress.

She tried to touch it again.

“Lisa, I don’t think this is the right wedding dress,” the saleslady whispered. “Isn’t this the Starry River, which was personally designed by Mr. Shi for his wife? Did we get it wrong?”

“Oh, my God!” Lisa exclaimed. “We got the wrong dress. Turn on the lights, quickly!”

Before Vivian could touch the dress, the lights in the shop suddenly flashed on, blinding her eyes momentarily. She pulled her hand back to cover her eyes. With her eyes closed against the bright lights, she heard the nervous voices of the shop’s staff.

“Lisa, this is Starry River. We made a mistake,” the male clerk uttered in a surprised tone, his eyes occasionally wandering toward Vivian.

Lisa shot the saleslady a look, and the woman bowed her head and apologized profusely, “I’m sorry, Miss Ye. This is all my fault. I took the wrong wedding dress. I’m so sorry.”

Vivian only saw the gown for a few seconds, yet the three of them already put on a play.

“What are you talking about? What did you get wrong?” Vivian asked, still in a daze. She dropped her hand, still shocked by the sight of the wedding dress in front of her. It still shimmered, but not as brightly as it did in the darkness.

Even so, the dress was still stunning. She could tell at first glance that the fabrics used in the wedding dress were expensive, especially the layers of fine tulle on the outside that looked exceptionally light.

Every time anyone passed by, the hemline of the dress would flutter slightly. If people were to look closely, they would see fireflies embroidered in silver thread hidden in the hemline, flirting in and out of sight.

Vivian was about to reach out her hand again to touch the dress, but Lisa spun the woman who dropped to a deep bow of apology toward her. Lisa also bowed and apologized, “Miss Ye, I apologize. This is all our fault. We showed you the wrong wedding dress.”

“What?” Vivian’s hand froze in the air. Her whole body stiffened like she was struck by a lightning bolt.

“Miss Ye, I’m really sorry. This is the wrong wedding dress. This is not yours.” Lisa lowered her head, and no one could clearly see her expression.

Lisa felt exhausted. Only John could come up with such a mean idea.

“The wedding dress is not mine?” Vivian choked out, dumbfounded.