Neilson’s POV—
She closes the door and I couldn’t help but feel my blood pressure increasing along with my anger! A parcel for me? That means the shop hasn’t delivered her dress yet? Now she has gone to change even! Once she gets ready, what will be the use of the dress? It is also a part of the surprise!
I have to do something! Without wasting time on thinking, I just simply knock her door. I am sure she hasn’t entered the bathroom yet so fast!
I can feel her standing near the door but still she takes few moments to open the door. And as she opens the door, the bell of the suite rings. I look back annoyed at the door and go to open it, asking her to wait for a moment. Strangely, she doesn’t protests but leans on her bedroom door and giggles?
I open the door and an attendant, hands ove
