Chapter 1946 The Wedding Approaches

In the afternoon, in the independent lounge arranged for the main cast, it was luxurious, comfortable, spacious, and quiet.

Anton Miller leaned on the sofa. He wasn’t playing games, and there was a latte—his favorite coffee—from Jerry Garcia on the coffee table, but he didn’t feel like drinking it.

Beside him was a script of "Best Food Buddies," but he didn’t want to read it either.

Holding the phone, staring at the screen, he was browsing Abby Sawyer’s social media posts.

It was like entering a new world, and he carefully read every post, pondering the mood she might have had when she shared them.

This was an area he couldn’t reach no matter what in the past.

Although she didn’t post often, he carefully read each one. Whether it was an emoji, a few words, or a photo, each could make him smile.

In the past, when he missed her, he would sneak a peek at her QQ space, but she hadn’t updated it for a long time...

Sure enough, her social media was more active, with approximately five posts a month.

Unknowingly, he had reached posts from four years ago...

Suddenly, a WeChat message popped up—it was Abby sending him the dinner location.

Anton Miller stared at the name, a smile inadvertently tugging at his lips. Ever since they connected on WeChat, he’d been waiting for her message.

Now it finally arrived, he felt like a child filled with joy.

He stared at the message for a long time before replying with two words: OK.

His mood was jubilant and excited, as if it was a date meant for just the two of them.

Soon, it was Abby’s turn to film her scene, and she prepared thoroughly before going on stage while Tess Tate nervously waited beside her, cheering her on, "Go Abby, you’re the best!"

With the director’s command, all the staff were ready, and the filming began.

In the lounge.

Jerry Garcia came in from outside, "Anton, do you want to go outside and watch? Ms. Sawyer is filming."

Anton Miller gazed at the cute and exquisite selfie on his phone, a hint of a tender smile on his lips, "No need." After all, they’d be having dinner later.

Though Jerry didn’t understand why, he nodded anyway.

"Join me for dinner later." Anton looked up at him, "You handle the rest yourself."

"..." Jerry met his gaze, nodded after three seconds.

It’s quite a test of acting skills—having to go along and find a moment to retreat without drawing attention.

Jerry felt that after three months here, he could debut.

The weather in recent days was very good, with sunny, bright days.

A warm and romantic beach wedding was being set up...

Skipping the complex procedures, away from city noise, under a grove of green coconut trees, blue sky and white clouds above, the vast ocean afar, and golden sand beneath...

Staff were busily working in an orderly fashion.

The theme of this wedding was "Encounter."

White guest chairs, pink veils and balloons, flower-decorated archways, a stage laid with light blue carpet... everywhere were enlarged wedding photos.

The groom was handsome and steady, the bride beautiful and playful—a match made in heaven.

In Riventhal’s largest bridal shop, bright throughout, crystal lights radiating dazzling brilliance.

Mia Lane and Carlotta Sterling were accompanying Janelle, just helping her try on her wedding dresses.

All three dresses were custom-made, and Janelle tried each one on, choosing the one she liked best that fit well for the wedding day.

Trying on the last dress, with her princess aura, she looked stunningly beautiful, her fair skin and the purity of the wedding dress seemingly made her glow.