Even though Amelia repeatedly told the wedding planner not to inform Jeffrey about canceling the wedding, she still needed to keep up the act.
Amelia followed the schedule and went with Jeffrey to the bridal shop to try on dresses.
Jeffrey sat on the sofa behind her and typed rapidly on his phone screen with his head down.
Amelia spoke softly. "Jeffrey, have you confirmed the wedding process?"
Jeffrey acted startled and quickly locked the screen.
He looked up with a smile already in place. "Huh? Oh, the process... it's all set. Don't worry."
He stood and walked behind her. His hands settled on her waist as he whispered in her ear. "Everything centers on you. Whatever you like... you look so beautiful, baby."
Jeffrey's tone stayed attentive and thoughtful. Amelia might have felt dazed. He truly treated her like the center of his world.
If not for the impatience in his eyes that he failed to hide in time.
"You really confirmed it?" Amelia stared at the mirror while adjusting her earrings. She said it casually. "The planner mentioned some details need the groom's final approval."
Jeffrey's eyes flickered. Then he laughed. "Decide those small things yourself. My bride deserves the most perfect wedding, of course."
Amelia said nothing more. She quietly watched the mirror as Jeffrey kissed her neck with apparent affection.
Even when his mind wandered, his performance remained flawless.
How ironic.
She tried on wedding dresses here. If she stayed unaware, she might already dream about their future.
Yet he schemed carefully for another woman to receive her kidney smoothly.
"I'm tired. I'll change out of the dress first." Amelia said it flatly and turned toward the fitting room. She avoided looking at him.
When they left the bridal shop, Jeffrey naturally draped an arm over her shoulder and spoke gently. "Amelia, since we're out today, let me take you to Moss Hospital for the checkup."
Amelia pretended to hesitate. "I had a physical at the start of the year. Everything was normal. And trying dresses today really tired me out..."
She tested him to see how eager he felt.
Sure enough, Jeffrey's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. He recovered quickly. "Be good. Just to put my mind at ease. Regular checkups aren't thorough. This time do a deep one. It won't take long. After, I'll take you to that sushi place you crave. Okay?"
He coaxed and persuaded. Amelia knew she could not dodge it. She stopped resisting and agreed.
At the hospital, Alex personally greeted them.
The checkup process dragged on with great detail. Kidney-related tests received extra attention.
After some small talk, Alex sighed as if casually. "Speaking of which, Mr. Moss has some family troubles lately. There's a young lady in the family. She grew up with Mr. Moss like a sister. Her name is Emma. Miss Fuller, you might have heard of her?"
Amelia sensed the stiffness in the person beside her. She shook her head lightly. "Jeffrey never mentioned her in detail."
Alex looked pained. "That poor girl. So young, but she has kidney failure. She relies on dialysis now. She just waits for a suitable donor to save her life."
He changed the subject and looked at Amelia. "Miss Fuller, you're in medicine. With a doctor's compassion, you understand better than most what a healthy kidney means to Emma. It truly saves a life!"
He paused and watched Amelia's reaction. "Sometimes I think, if someone matches, donating a kidney is an act of immense merit. It saves a vibrant life. Don't you agree?"
