Wife... I love you...
Such a passionate confession, such a tender whisper.
If these words had co a bit earlier, even earlier, when her heart was not yet completely hardened, still retaining so softness, perhaps everything would be different.
Feeling the warm embrace of the man behind her, sensing his approach.
A tear rolled down from the corner of Skye Brown’s eye.
Unfortunately, everything is too late.
...
The next day, the Manor was in a state of nervousness.
Today is Mr. Wellington’s wedding day, everyone is busy.
The wedding venue is at the most luxurious and authoritative Moffett Cathedral in B City.
Mr. Wellington had sent out invitations early morning, friends and family from A City and B City, as well as social elites, were all present.
Especially Mr. Wellington’s bestfriend, Aidan Lucas, and his wife Lily Redington, arrived early morning outside the church.
"I really don’t know what Dylan Wellington is thinking, Skye is missing, yet he doesn’t worry at all and instead wants to marry this Lisa Hammond. I really don’t want to attend this wedding today, rather than spending ti attending their wedding, it would be better to send more people out to find Skye."
"Otherwise, I could arrange so people to co... and cause trouble at the wedding. Just knowing Skye is missing, and that woman can still hold Dylan Wellington’s arm and walk into the church, it annoys ."
Lily, dressed in a black dress, held Mr. Lucas’s hand and grumbled softly.
She intentionally wore black today, waiting to see Dylan Wellington’s new wife, who was imitating Skye; she would ’bless’ them well.
Seeing his wife’s displeasure, Aidan Lucas gently lifted her chin and bit her luscious lips.
Even if his bestfriend was offended by his wife’s anger, his deep eyes showed no impatience: "Be good, be patient... husband said, Dylan Wellington might surprise us today. Just wait, until you truly see him leading that Lisa Hammond out, then confront him."
Mr. Lucas, ever so cunning, saw through the friend’s trick at once.
Knowing Lily protects Skye, if she understood Dylan Wellington’s plan, she might not resist the urge to rush to demand Skye.
So Aidan Lucas did not speak directly, instead coaxing Lily to co and attend the wedding.
The woman’s beautiful peach blossom eyes couldn’t help but lift, she clung to Aidan Lucas’s arm, and spoke softly: "Did you know sothing beforehand? Aidan Lucas, you seem very suspicious, you know? Are you and Dylan Wellington hiding sothing from ..."
Mr. Lucas chuckled softly, biting the woman’s lips gently, murmuring hoarsely: "Yes... so when we go back, you may punish as you please."
As the magnetic and lazy tone fell, Lily’s face flushed instantly.
Aidan Lucas!!!
At such a mont, he still pulls this trick.
Yet, this trick just so happens to work on Lily Redington.
The woman, who was just about to confront him, suddenly blushed and buried her face into her husband’s broad chest.
Whether before marriage or after, even if they are considered an old married couple, Aidan Lucas always finds a way with one sentence to make Lily shy.
Lily’s attention was diverted, naturally, she didn’t have ti to arrange for the Redington people to cause trouble.
Soon, the guests arrived as expected, the wedding was about to begin.
...
Outside the church, Dylan Wellington, dressed in a classic black three-piece suit, complented his tall and slender fra, making him appear even more upright.
His black hair was smoothly combed without a strand out of place, his devilishly handso features exuded steadiness, lacking the usual recklessness, seeming even more outstandingly brilliant than usual.
Indeed, happiness brings a spirit of joy.
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