It's All My Fault

Bella's POV: "But you played a trick on me first. I can only fight back." I quietly raised my eyebrows and said. "I'm just not happy," Herbert said in a serious tone, and then lowered his head to drink coffee. I couldn't help feeling a little anxious. "We're taking wedding photos today, okay? You're showing your angry face all the way. People who don't know about it will think that I'm forcing them to marry me. They will think that you don't want to marry me!" Only then did Herbert make a small concession. "Then coax me. If I'm happy, I won't be angry anymore." Hearing this, I couldn't do anything about it. After all, I was the one who made him unhappy. So, the next moment, I grabbed Herbert's arm and said in a coquettish tone while shaking it, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Is that okay?" "No." Herbert shook his head. "Don't be like this. The photographer is still waiting outside. It's not good to let him wait for too long." I continued to shake Herbert's arm. "We've spent money. He