Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Meanwhile, on the top floor, Sadie stood draped in a wedding dress, tirelessly adjusting her posture and striking poses before the
mirror.
The wedding dress designer stood at the ready, attempting to meet her exacting demands.
Sadie carried an air of entitlement about her, a demeanor demanding perfection, incessantly pointing out the slightest
imperfections in each dress. It seemed that none were glamorous enough for her elevated status, nor did they quite accentuate
her figure to her satisfaction. She cycled through several outfits, and the designer struggled to maintain a forced smile while
grappling with mounting frustration.
It wasn’t until Sadie grew tired of changing outfits that she finally stopped.
She cast a fleeting glance toward Holden, who had maintained his quiet composure throughout, immersed in his own thoughts,
never uttering a word or casting a glance her way. With calculated intent, Sadie approached Holden, performed a graceful twirl,
and posed the question, “How does this one fare, in your opinion?”
Holden remained unfazed, his eyelids unmoved as he nonchalantly replied, “Looks good.”
Sadie pouted and playfully chided, “You didn’t even take a look.”
Holden, still engrossed in his own thoughts, paid her no heed.
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Nonetheless, Sadie didn’t mind; his presence was solely to accompany her in the quest for the perfect wedding dress.

With a continued smile, she pressed on, “I’ve sought advice from someone, and I believe we should schedule the wedding for
Adele’s birthday next month. It holds significance, and the weather will be more agreeable, not too scorching.
Sadie was in the midst of expressing her thoughts when Holden’s phone abruptly rang. It was the manager of the Fredrick
Group’s real estate division, calling regarding a crucial land bidding in the West City area. Without hesitation, Holden accepted
the call.
On the other end of the line, the manager reported that the bidding for the West City land had proceeded smoothly, but an
essential document required Holden’s signature.
“Alright, I’ll come over,” Holden responded succinctly before hanging up the phone. He made his way toward the exit without
sparing a glance for Sadie. It was only upon reaching the doorway that he remembered to add, “You have free rein over all
wedding decisions.”
With that parting statement, he departed without a backward glance.
Sadie watched as Holden strolled away without a single glance her way.
She shouted after him, but he kept on walking.
Feeling a rush of helplessness, Sadie stomped the floor in annoyance.
Even with all his gestures, like getting her a wedding dress or lavishing her with gifts, Sadie knew the truth. Holden’s affection
wasn’t for her but for Adele.
She wasn’t just after his gifts or his endorsements. She yearned for Holden to be truly present at their wedding, to genuinely
want it.

Right then, Shawn appeared with Adele in his arms. He looked around, noticed Holden’s absence, and said, “Miss Pierre, have
you seen Mr. Fredrick?”
Clearly not in the mood for questions, Sadie shot back, “Do you even keep track of your boss? Go find him!”
She then took Adele from him, her face all storms and thunder.
Shawn, a little thrown by her outburst, could only scratch his head.
He didn’t ask more and went in search of Holden.