Moreover, who was so bored to send a word as a gift? Even if it was a word, it was supposed to be some kind of congratulatory message on getting married or some meaningful wishes.
Joseph put away the note and patted her on the head. "Maybe the other person knows you fight with me a lot, and now we make up and get married, so that's what it means."
"Who quarreled with you a lot?" Irish asked.
Joseph held his hands high to surrender, saying, "It's my fault."
Yes. It was all his fault.
Irish laughed.
Thinking about it, she shook her head, "I think it's a little weird."
"You're too sensitive." Joseph brought her back into his arms and smiled gently.
"My wedding dress is cut, isn't it strange?" Irish was unhappy, "Maybe the one who cut the wedding dress is the one who sent this note. He must have a problem. He sent a note, and it's too scary to have a wedding dress cut like that."
