Chapter 1722

Dylan had let go of her so abruptly that she almost fell. She also did not appreciate being shouted at so early in the morning, so she placed her hands on her hips and shouted back, "What are you talking about? Watch myself? What's wrong with kissing you? What did I do wrong by kissing my future husband?" Her tone was so menacing that Dylan could not help taking a step back in fear. Belle approached him like a predator eyeing its prey. "What do you have to say for yourself? Do you not want me as a wife? Would you rather I marry someone else? Is that what you want?" Dylan was a little exasperated by this exchange. He wheeled her around and pushed her back toward the direction of the room. "There's no time to waste. Naomi's cousin is getting married, and Naomi's the bridesmaid, so she has to be there to catch the bouquet. You better get ready. There's not a second to lose! There is too much at stake here!" Belle swallowed all the insults that she had built up within her. She could fee