Chapter 591

Inside the fitting room. John had already put on his suit, but Nana in the adjacent women's fitting room still hadn't emerged. Just as he raised his hand to knock and ask, Nana's voice drifted through the door. "Reta, could you help me zip up the back, please?" Reta was their wedding consultant. But moments ago, Reta had left to fetch the veil that came with the wedding gown, having forgotten to bring it earlier. John pushed open the door and stepped inside, reaching out to pull up the zipper on the back of Nana's dress. Nana, however, was too preoccupied staring at her own slender waist still perfectly toned without an ounce of extra fat to notice. Frowning, she muttered under her breath, "I must have gained weight from sitting at a desk job lately. The zipper wouldn't even go up. Ugh." Sighing, she turned around, intending to ask the consultant how she looked in this particular style of wedding dress. But the moment she turned, she froze. Reta was nowhere near as tall as her, yet the