Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1766

"That's a relief. So, what about the engagement?" Dominic asked, gently probing Aiden's intentions.

"I'll talk to my parents and make arrangements to marry Abigail as soon as possible," Aiden replied calmly.

"Very well," Dominic said, clearly pleased.

"I'll take my leave then. Goodbye, Mr. Fitzgerald."

"Goodbye."

…

The doors of Adrian Fashion Studio swung open, and Jenson walked in hand-in-hand with Germaine. They headed straight for Adrian and Ursula, who were seated nearby.

Before long, the staff wheeled out Adrian's carefully curated collection of five wedding dresses. He arranged them neatly in a row before stepping out.

"Beautiful brides, it's time to select your battle armor for the big day!" Jenson declared cheerfully, his animated tone making it sound like he was about to launch into a comedy routine.

"I'll let Germaine choose first," Ursula suggested, feeling a bit weary from her pregnancy.

"Alright, I won't hold back then," Germaine said, standing up to examine the dresses. She paused in front of the one in the center, admiring its intricate details.

Before she could voice her preference, Adrian stepped forward, unable to contain himself any longer. He pointed to another dress and said, "How about this one? It complements your figure much better."

The center dress was one Adrian had designed specifically for Ursula.

Germaine compared the two gowns, biting her lip in thought, but her gaze kept drifting back to the center dress.

Noticing her preference, Jenson quickly chimed in. "Adrian, I'll cover your baby's one-month celebration. Let Germaine have the center dress."

Adrian pulled Ursula aside and whispered, "You don't have to let anyone else dictate your choice when I'm here."

With a gentle smile, Ursula leaned in and replied, "My waist is growing—I can't fit into it."

As Adrian glanced down at her slightly rounded belly, a sudden realization hit him. When he designed the gown, he hadn't considered how Ursula's pregnancy would affect its fit. With her current waistline, there was no way she could wear it.

Before Adrian could respond, Jenson grabbed the dress in question. Sweeping Germaine off her feet, he dashed toward the door.

"We'll take it then! Thanks, Ursula!"

"Hey! You little rascal!" Adrian called out in exasperation. "You better cover the costs for all future graduation and wedding parties!"

"No problem!"