Chapter 201 The Wedding Dress

'To avoid arousing Mike's suspicion, I have to pretend to look after Joanna wholeheartedly. It's annoying!' Becky complained to herself.

"An expert from abroad happened to be stationed at the hospital, recently. Both grandpa and I wanted to see grandma wake up, so I agreed to have the expert perform surgery on her, " Aron replied. He caught a bit of anxiety flash through her face.

"Then... how is she doing now? When will she wake up?" Becky asked, looking uneasy, secretly clenching her fists.

"I don't know, " Aron shook his head. "We decided to let her undergo the operation, hoping that she could wake up afterwards. But now she is still in a coma, and we don't know when she will wake up, " he added.

"God will bless her. She will wake up one day." Becky was relieved when she heard his words. 'Everything will be okay as long as she doesn't wake up before the wedding. I don't think that old woman will ask Aron to divorce with me after we get married, ' Becky thought to herself.

"But, Aron..." she said, lifting her eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell me about her surgery? If I hadn't come here today, I still wouldn't know anything about it."

"Grandpa and I decided that we didn't want you to worry about grandma. Besides, the surgery did not promise 100% success. I didn't want to disappoint you after giving you some hope. I meant to surprise you when she wakes up, but I didn't expect you to come today, " Aron explained calmly. Aron's words made sense. Becky couldn't think of any reason to get mad at him.

She tried to find something suspicious on him, but failed.

"I hope that you won't keep me in the dark again. If something bad happened to grandma..." 'For

e wanted to look good in the eyes of her co-workers. At least at her wedding, she longed to be the world's most beautiful woman.

Aron raised his head to look at her. "You really look pretty, " he nodded.

"Really?" Becky frowned, knowing that Aron was waiting for Isla. "Isn't this too short?"

"No, it isn't. It looks good." Aron replied coldly.

Isla arrived at the wedding shop. When she came upstairs from the first floor, she was astounded by Becky's beauty. Although she knew Becky was beautiful, she was speechless, looking at her in the wedding dress.

"Isla, you're finally here." Becky pursed her lips, walking up to her and taking her hand. "Whatever I say to him, he only nods a 'Yes'. I asked if I looked good in this dress, he only responded with a few short words. He can't give me any good advice. Luckily I have you."

"Did he?" Isla said, squeezing a smile on her face. "Didn't you ask me to come and try on the bridesmaid's dress? I don't have much time. I need to get back to work soon."

"Are you serious?" Becky frowned. "It seems that I am the only one who has nothing to do in the world."