Outside at the pavilion, it started to become windy after a while, so Dylan suggested to Sophia that they
could go to the lounge on the second floor of the reception hall.
After scanning around and still seeing no signs of Logan returning, she nodded to his idea.
Logan’s probably held back by his father, she guessed.
The reception and banquet hall were close to each other, and one would definitely pass by the
entrance of the banquet hall in order to get to the reception hall.
Unintentionally, Sophia’s eyes wandered toward the direction of the dance floor when she passed by,and she instantly spotted Isabelle and John there as there were less people now. While they danced
with their bodies close to each other, they chatted inaudibly and seemed to be smiling. Sophia grinned
as well before retracting her gaze and leaving with Dylan.
There were a few lounges on the second floor of the reception hall; some had a bed in it while others
only had a couch. After they entered one room with a couch, the waiter brought them some fruits and
juice.
Taking a seat on the couch, Sophia leaned back and wondered out loud, “Are people still eating at the
dining area? Logan probably got held up giving a toast to everyone.”
Dylan nodded. “Some people were still eating happily when I left.” Maybe a text had arrived, for he
suddenly whisked out his cell phone to check it. Frowning, he didn’t reply but merely kept it away.
Grinning, Sophia said, “Did something crop up at work? It’s tiring for you people; you can’t even catch a
break when you’re out.”