"This is a boutique recommended by my mother."
Isabella frowned, she folded her arms across her chest and squinted at the building before her. She mumbled, then looked at Felix with a judgmental gaze. "Have you always been like this?"
"Like what?"
"Following everything your mother says, eh?"
Felix looked back at Isabella, one eyebrow raised. "Do I look like that?"
"Yep."
Felix looked ahead, avoiding Isabella's gaze that was still directed at him. He shrugged his shoulders and unbuckled his seatbelt. "We'd better get in, they're about to close."
Seeing Felix's sudden departure, Isabella quickly followed. They entered the vintage-themed boutique. At the front, Isabella's blue eyes were immediately presented with the sight of expensive-looking wedding dresses. Well, although Isabella d
