?<strong>Chapter 577:</strong>


    “It’s only been a month. Try not to get too ahead of yourself; there are still eight months left.”


    Setting her down gently, Shawn wiped his eyes and sniffled. “I’m going to talk to your parents today about moving the wedding date up. I just can’t wait any longer!”


    Later that evening, the two families met up once again. Pregnancy before marriage made Katherine somewhat anxious about facing her parents.


    Grasping her hand, Shawn said, “Mr. and Mrs. Nash, forgive us. We let our emotions get the better of us. But Kathy and I aremitted to caring for this child responsibly.”


    On the drive over, Turner experienced mixed feelings of excitement and irritation. Everything with the wedding had been progressing smoothly until this sudden surprise.


    He had only just epted the reality of his daughter’s impending marriage. Yet now, Katherine was pregnant. Though Turner felt resentful, he chose to hold back his words. “You two seem to have everything arranged, so we won’t meddle. Just make sure the wedding happens quickly, so Kathy can settle downfortably.”


    Agate remained cheerful, understanding the challenges of childbirth, and looked at Katherinepassionately.


    Trying to ease the tension, Joelle chimed in, “Mr. and Mrs. Nash, please rx. I’ll take care of the wedding ns for them. It’s going to be a day to remember!”


    “Good, everything’s good.”


    As Turner dabbed away tears, he felt a surge of conflicting emotions at the thought of his daughter marrying.


    Once home, Joelle took charge of the wedding preparations. Having known Katherine intimately after years of friendship, she was familiar with her preferences. But precisely because they were long-time best friends, Joelle wanted to be extra careful and meticulous.


    Joelle had been holed up in the study for several nights, meticulously nning the wedding. This left Adrian alone and restless in their bed.


    By the fourth night, Joelle’s yawns were frequent, even at dinner, leading Leah to worry about her well-being.


    “Ma’am, it might be a good idea to turn in early tonight.”


    “I can’t,” Joelle responded, ncing at the wedding ns while eating.


    Adrian had been incredibly supportive, enlisting top wedding designers from around the nation andpiling the best strategies. Yet Joelle sought something truly unique, using these contributions merely as a source of inspiration.


    Catching Aurora’s eye, Adrian signaled to her, and she, ying the wise little adult, chimed in, “Mommy, that’s not good. You’re not focusing at dinner!”


    Joelle set aside her papers.


    “Alright, I was wrong. From now on, let’s concentrate on our meal!”


    After dinner, Joelle was back in the study. Her dedication surpassed even her days of auditioning for the international violin orchestra.


    Adrian entered and took the pen from Joelle’s grasp.


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