NovelEnglishChapter 594
"They might play Truth or Dare, or play a gof passing the floral wreath... Wow, I'm really excited. It's makingnot even want to watch the bride and groom interact. I just want to skip ahead to the best
man's part."
Feeling down, Mila slowly stood up and left her seat.
She couldn't bear to listen any longer. If she did, she would probably feel extremely uncomfortable.
She wasn't very familiar with the Norvanian's customs. She believed registering for marriage had already made it a formal marital relationship.
Little did she know, registering for marriage was just like getting engaged, providing a guarantee that neither party would easily back out.
While the law recognized the registration, the people only acknowledged it after the wedding ceremony.
She and Nathan didn't have a wedding, so in everyone's eyes, he wasn't married.
In everyone's view, the best man and maid of honor must be single. They were expected to participate in many flirtatious interactive games to liven up the wedding atmosphere.
Watching Cole and Phoebe being affectionate and close, Mila didn't want to interrupt them. Her grandfather was busy socializing with a group of politicians, too. As for the others, she didn't know them. The banquet hadn't officially begun, so she idly walked out of the hall.
There was a beautiful large garden outside. Feeling gloomy, Mila stood by the corridor but wasn't interested in enjoying the lush greenery in front of her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe comforted herself. She thought that Donald probably arranged for Nathan to be the best man, so it was unavoidable.
At the stime, she felt aggrieved and uncomfortable because Nathan didn't know how to refuse and disregarded her feelings.
"Aren't you cold outside? Why not cinside the banquet hall and have something to eat?"
Mila heard a man's voice and turned to look at him.
The man was tall and slender, with delicate and handsfeatures. He gave off the air of a popular celebrity. He was very handsand charming.
The man intensely gazed at her. It was a familiar feeling, making her feel uneasy.
Mila noticed that he was dressed very formally. A small red flower was pinned in his suit jacket pocket-a unique symbol of the groom.
Mila was stunned for a few seconds before the man spoke again, "My nis Yale Xander. May I ask for your name?"
"Wanda Hoffis," Mila replied indifferently.
Yale was surprised. He asked, "Oh, your surnis Hoffis? I only invited one person with that surname. Are you Mr. Hoffis Senior's granddaughter?"
"Yes."
"You seem very troubled. Is there something bothering you?"
Mila turned her head again to look at him. She thought it over for a moment and asked, "Are you the groom?"
Yale nodded.
"Is Nathan Morrison your best man?" she asked.
"According to my father-in-law, it seems so, but I haven't seen General Morrison yet," Yale replied.
"Is there a maid of honor and best man interaction in the wedding arrangements?"
"Of course, isn't this a necessary part of a Norvanian wedding? Without it, the wedding wouldn't be as interesting."
Mila felt a tightness in her chest. She
took a
smile.
deep breath and forced a stiff
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there any exceptions?" Content
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYale shrugged. "I don't know. This is my first tmarrying. Why are you so concerned about it? Do you like General Morrison?"
Mila cleared her throat. She pretended to be calm as she said, "Who doesn't like General Morrison?"
Yale said, "Indeed, you single girls all fantasize about having a husband like him, so of course you would anticipate."
Mila felt the man was a bit strange.
As a
ace didn't go to
accompany the bride or prepare the banquet. Instead, he leisurely cto chat with an ordinary guest like her.
How odd.
Mila asked, "Aren't you busy?"
"Not really."
"Are you not going to accompany your bride?"
"She's doing her makeup, so she doesn't need me."
"Excuse me," Mila said, as she didn't want to be misunderstood.
She didn't want to chat with the groom in this secluded corridor because she feared people would say they were secretly meeting each other.
After saying goodbye, Mila turned and left.
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