Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1102

Seeing Yvonne walk in, Stella instantly pouted. "Yvonne, the dress is too tight again."

Yvonne raised an eyebrow. "Again?"

Stella nodded miserably. "Yeah."

"Don't stress. Your belly is going to change by the day right now. You're carrying the triplets, after all."

Something that fit perfectly today might be entirely too snug by the day after tomorrow.

Stella sniffled. "I don't even want to have the wedding anymore. I just want to wait until after they're born."

"Don't be silly," Ronald chided gently.

"But I won't look pretty in the dress anymore!" she huffed, her voice dripping with frustration.

She sounded entirely overwhelmed and dejected.

"Of course you will. You'll look stunning. Tell you what, I'll even wear a maternity gown right alongside you to keep you company," Yvonne offered.

Stella stared at her.

She glanced pointedly at Yvonne's perfectly flat stomach. "How are you going to pull that off?"

"I'll shove a watermelon under my dress. Deal?"

Stella let out a sudden, involuntary snort of laughter.

"You're crazy," Yvonne coaxed warmly. "Pregnant women are glowing and beautiful. You don't need to worry about your figure at all."

"Have you ever heard anyone mock a pregnant bride for gaining a few pounds?"

"I guess not," Stella admitted.

"Exactly. So be a good girl and let's take a look. We can easily let out the seams."

Yvonne was the one who had designed Stella's wedding dress in the first place.

She had deliberately factored the pregnancy into the design, meaning there was plenty of extra fabric to adjust the fit.

Before Stella could protest further, Yvonne had already stepped up to inspect exactly where the fabric was pinching.

"Alright, all fixed. By the way, hurry up and call Susanna and Tegan. Are they flying in or what?"

"Yeah, they're coming."

"You already asked them?"

"Nope."

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