NovelEnglishHe straightened her wedding dress and then planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“Congratulations,” he said softly.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn’t want to hear that from him. How she wished he would ask her to leave with him at that moment!
However, she couldn’t find any trace of such emotions in his eyes. He was the sold aloof president. Her heart ached when she saw his indifferent expression. She tried her best to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.
When Carlos retreated, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. They flowed down her cheeks silently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that very moment, she felt that she and Carlos were really over and that they could never be back together again.
Carlos closed the door and walked to the car behind the Maserati.
Debbie bit her lips hard to suppress her cries.
She did not look away until he was out of her sight.
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In around ten minutes, they arrived at the church where the wedding was to be held. There were only about thirty people in attendance.
Among the wedding guests were Ivan’s family members and the couple’s friends, including Xavier, Yates, Hayden and his wife.
After Curtis and the others were finally seated, the ceremony began.
The small church was packed full of people.
Ivan stood next to the priest, waiting for his bride.
Standing at the far end of the red carpet, Debbie held onto Carlos’ arm. She was clad in a beautiful white wedding gown, with lace at the top, highlighted with pearls studding the upper part. Her waist was belted by a fine silk sash, on which were sewn fine flowers of satin and silk. She was truly stunning.
Pausing there at the entrance of the church, Carlos and Debbie looked like a match made in heaven, almost as if it were those two who were to be married today.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIvan watched as Debbie approached him on Carlos’ arm.
When she finally stood in front of Ivan, Carlos held her soft hand and was about to hand it to Ivan.
Suddenly, he saw tears streaming down her cheeks under the white veil.
His heart skipped a beat and he held her hand even tighter.
He couldn’t bear to give this woman to another man.
When the priest repeated his request, it brought him back to reality.
Carlos took a deep breath and gently guided her hand to Ivan’s.
“Be nice to her,” he said.
He put his right hand in his pocket then, so no one could see it ball into a fist.
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