NovelEnglishChapter 1258 Chapter 1258: Harlee hesitated for a moment, but seeing Skyla's concerned expression, she couldn't bring herself to refuse and took a sip instead.
Under Skyla's tender care, Harlee slowly finished the entire bowl. Ever perceptive and brimming with charm, the stylists exchanged knowing glances and broke into laughter laced with admiration. "You two are inseparable, aren't you? What a blessing." "Exactly! A bride who is pampered like this on her wedding day is the very picture of happiness.” All the stylists couldn't help but express their admiration.
Skyla couldn't help but beam at the praise. Her lips curled into a warm smile as she handed out small gifts to the stylists, who responded with even more praise and enthusiasm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFeeling a little bashful, Harlee closed her eyes and leaned back, choosing not to comment. Today was a day to celebrate, after all. Everyone around her deserved to be happy.
As the tfor the groom's arrival approached, the stylists finally completed the look, perfectly emulating the appearance of a princess from ancient times on her wedding day.
The wedding dress Harlee wore was a masterpiece, embroidered with delicate designs that took the designer three months to craft. Her hair was crowned with dazzling diamond accessories, while a necklace of lustrous pearls adorned her neck. Her beauty was nothing short of breathtaking.
Stay connected at gvlnovesMeanwhile, Rhys had roused his groomsman, Patrick, from a deep sleep at around three in the morning. Now, Patrick was slouched on the sofa, dozing off. His outfit was a mess, and his once-dignified presence had shifted into something more awkward.
The inner door creaked open, and Rhys emerged, striding confidently into the room.
The groom's outfit was a masterpiece of design, crafted to complement the bride's ensemble. Embroidered with delicate cloud motifs, it exuded a regal elegance that...
accentuated his flawless physique. At that moment, he looked less like a man and more like an emperor from an ancient dynasty, majestic in his presence.
Patrick blinked, staring at Rhys in a daze. For reasons he couldn't quite explain, Rhys' majestic appearance only seemed to highlight his own disheveled state.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRhys glanced at his watch, his gaze sharp and commanding. "Let's go." Patrick rose to his feet, hoisting a large box in his arms. Word had reached him that in Mogluylia, skimping on gifts was akin to slamming the door on a chance at marriage. Determined not to put a foot wrong, he had gone the extra mile and packed the box to the brim with carefully chosen gifts.
Rhys took a small detour and reached for the bouquet on the table. He had personally handpicked each flower at precisely three-thirty, with every petal imbued with the essence of his love.
In the car, Patrick reached into his bag and pulled out a notebook he had painstakingly compiled. "I have done my homework. Meeting Harlee today isn't going to be a walk in the park." Patrick skimmed through his list of hurdles, and as he finished, he let out a quiet gasp. “Given Harlee's five brothers, I have a feeling today is going to be an uphill battle."
Patrick figured he might have an easier tsince Harlee's siblings seemed to enjoy making Rhys their prtarget.
However, Rhys didn't seem bothered.
He gave muttered colodiya measured look and "Keep quiet."
It had been fifteen long days since Rhys last felt the comforting presence of Harlee, and right now, he just wanted to bring her back has quickly as possible. Therefore, the petty nuisances of the day barely registered on his radar. The content. is on novelenglish.net!
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