The groomsmen and bridesmaids were outside taking pictures and laughing. When the door opened, they thought it was Magdalen
and immediately swarmed forward.
“Ms. Sampson, aren't you being a little too obvious with your favoritism?”
“Don’t think you're getting away that easily! We have to add a challenge for Mr. Langston!”
“Wait, why is it Manley Scott?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Isn't Ms. Sampson in the room? Where did she go?”
Magdalen seized the opportunity to rush out. She took a thick stack of red envelopes from her dress and tossed them toward the
approaching guests, then ran straight for Morrison.
Morrison opened his arms and caught her as she leaped into his embrace.
Magdalen wrapped her legs around his waist and threw her head back, laughing freely. Her skirt billowed around them, her
features radiant, her laughter full of pure joy.
Behind them, the crowd scrambling for the red envelopes hadpletely scattered the group that had been trying to catch
Magdalen.
In an instant, the courtyard erupted into a joyous chaos of people grabbing envelopes, pulling Manley in for photos, and searching
for Magdalen.
*
Inside the room, Jonathan entered the inner chamber and immediately saw Estelle sitting on the bed.
Her hair was elegantly styled up, with only a few red tourmaline and gold-thread tassels dangling by her ears. Her eyes were as
dark as stars, her lips a vibrant, seductive red. The scarlet of her wedding gown made her skin look as white as snow, like polished
jade.
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