“Just how bad is it? Let me take a look.” Patricia Collins followed closely behind Ethan Collins. When she saw Sabrina Johnson’s foot all wrapped up like a lump, she sighed. “Well, if that’s the case, we’ll have to postpone the wedding.”
Sabrina instantly panicked and blurted out, “No, Auntie, really, I’m fine! It’s just a minor injury.”
Grace Williams quickly chimed in, “Please don’t worry, in-law. She can use a wheelchair tomorrow—it’s such a lucky day picked by the master, it’d be awful to miss it.”
Patricia, who was all about fortune-telling and auspicious dates, couldn’t help but hesitate a bit. Those lucky days were rare.
“No need to argue. The wedding’s getting pushed back,” Ethan said flatly, his tone leaving no room for discussion.
These past few days, after recon
