Madelyn did not respond to Zach's query. He approached and sat beside her, his deep gaze following her line of sight before darkening.

"I've arranged everything with the photoshoot company," Zach began, breaking the silence. "Once you're better, the custom wedding dresses from overseas will arrive in the capital. We can try them on then."

Zach reached for Madelyn's hand, but she swiftly withdrew it. She said, "Zach, stop it already! You processed our marriage certificate on my behalf without a