The driver got off the car, glanced at the door number and walked inside.

Seeing this, I walked forward and asked, "who are you?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Edmund's home?" The driver asked.

I nodded, "who's that?"

The driver said, "I'm the driver of Miss Fisher's house. The wedding photos of her and Mr. Edmund have come out. Miss Fisher asked me to send them to the house of Mr. Edmund."

When I heard the three words "wedding photos", my heart suddenly sank, and an indescribable pain spread in my heart.

"Miss? Miss? Where should I put it?" The driver said.

When I came to my senses, I pointed...