Everyone was waiting in the yard...
Mya rushed downstairs in her slippers and her pajamas.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had been upstairs watching Finnley and didn’t want him to wait for her for too long. He must be tired from all those work just now.
"Wait!" In the living room, Mya stopped when she was called and noticed her mother sitting on the sofa. Shirley looked serious and stared at her.
"Mom, you didn't go out?" Mya’s heart skipped a beat.
Shirley's calm eyes fell on her, scrutinizing her, "You are going to walk out like that? There are reporters out there.” Mya looked out and found the door closed. She frowned and looked at Shirley. What did she mean? Paula hurried to her and happily reminded her, "Ms. Saunders, go upstairs and change your clothes!” Mya looked at Shirley and then looked at Paula. Did mother agree? "Miss, | will accompany you to pick a dress, come on!" Paula took her hand and walked her upstairs under Finnley’s gaze.
In the yard, Finnley frowned and got nervous, "Why is she going upstairs?" He was suddenly flustered.
Behind him, everyone was confused and started to think. At least she tried to come down. But no one seemed to have forced her to go back to her room? They decided to wait for a while longer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the cloakroom upstairs, Paula helped Mya pick out a long purple dress. "Miss, you will look stunning in this dress!” "| want to wear a yellow dress," Mya said gently to her.
Paula was slightly stunned, "But you hate yellow the most?” "| like it now," Mya said. "I want to wear a light-yellow dress." Actually, she didn’t hate it anymore because Finnley liked the color.
Paula was embarrassed. "But you don’t have any yellow dress. | have never bought you one.” Mya turned back to her room, opened her closet, and took out the clothes that Finnley had bought for her. It was a yellow overall pants and a white T-shirt, which she rarely wore.
She took off her pajamas and changed into them while hurriedly asking, "Paula, will you go check if they are still there?" "Of course, they are.” Paula was very calm and went to the window with a smile. "Even if you didn't go to see him, he would come to knock on your door until he sees you." With that, Paula saw two women standing under a tree not far outside the yard.
She took a few extra glances at them.
"Really?" Mya was very happy and looked at her. "He cares so much about me?” "Of course!" Paula smiled and walked to her, “And that's not cheesy at all. Mr. Russell has never been in a relationship before and that's rare for a man.” “And mom's on board?” Mya had changed her clothes and was tying up her hair while asking, “But why did she close the door?” “She’s somewhat mad, of course,” Paula said sincerely, “She's worried about you. Your name is on the headline news and he hasn't even explained anything. She's mad.” “So...” Mya said worriedly, “Will mom be hard on him? Will she make him embarrassed in front of everyone?” “No,” Paula said and reminded her, “But you can't just open the door. You need to ask her for permission, after all, she’s your mom.” “I didn’t notice her home just now,” Mya explained, “But | do now. Can | go downstairs now?” “Come. Put the earrings on. There is no rush, you need to dress beautifully.” Paula was in a good mood and helped her dress.