Chapter 692
“You know how to style hair?” Sheena asked in disbelief.
“A few days ago, I took the time to learn from a stylist,” Nathaniel replied indulgently, smiling,
His blue eyes, like stars, were particularly serious as he combed through her jet–black hair.
Sheena did not stop him and sat quietly, allowing him to play with her hair. His movements were skillful, and he quickly arranged Sheena’s long locks, placing the veil on her head, followed by a dazzling crystal crown.
Once he was done, Nathaniel looked at the stunning Sheena in the mirror, imprinting her beautiful image into his heart.
“Nana, my most beautiful bride! I’ve fantasized about this moment ten years ago, and in the past decade, the only thing I don’t regret is falling in love with you.”
Sheena lowered her gaze without responding
The servant knocked on the door, reminding her, “Ms. Lawson, the ceremony will begin in fifteen minutes!”
“Okay,” Sheena lazily replied to the servant and stood up to change into high heels.
On her way over, she had initially worn slippers.
“I’ll do it.”
Nathaniel pressed her shoulder, urging her to sit back down. Then, he took out a delicate shoebox near the rack and opened it, revealing a pair of white soft–soled flat shoes.
Sheena was slightly surprised, asking, “When did you prepare flats? It’s your wedding day, and you’ve always wanted a perfect wedding. What bride doesn’t wear high heels during the ceremony?”
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Nathaniel knelt on one knee, slowly squatting by her feet, earnestly cradling the sole of her foot with his palm.
“This is our wedding. For me, as long as you’re the bride, it’s already perfect.”
He helped her put on the flat shoes, adding sincerely, “I checked last night, and it’s best for pregnant women not to high heels; it’s not good for the baby. So, I went out late at night to pick a pair of soft shoes and didn’t have a chance to tell you.”
Sheena stared at him, feeling a bit complicated inside.
If he loved someone else who loved him just as much, he would be happy.
Unfortunately…
Sheen was moved and felt a tinge of sadness, but she lowered her gaze, suppressing these emotions.
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The church was full of guests, and the music played by violinists and planists resonated–cheerful, sacred, and melodious.
Accompanied by the music, Nathaniel stepped down the aisle from the church entrance, finally standing beside the priest.
Joy could not be concealed in his features, as if this day was the happiest in his entire life.
Suddenly, the music changed dramatically.
Sheena, adorned in a floor–length white wedding gown and holding a bouquet, appeared at the church entrance.
With the solemn wedding march playing, she slowly walked down the red carpet toward Nathaniel.
As she reached the priest, he began to ask the vows. “Charles Lance, do you willingly take Sheena Lawson as your wife? Will you love and protect her, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, remaining faithful to her until death do you part?”
Nathaniel gazed at Sheena, his eyes seemingly sparkling with starlight.
Without hesitation, he declared, “I do!”
Seated in the front row, Kelly was moved and relieved, wiping away tears with a tissue.
Then, the priest turned his attention to Sheena. “Sheena Lawson, do you willingly take Charles Lance as your husband? Will you love and respect him, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, remaining faithful to him until death do you part?”
Sheena kept her head down, avoiding eye contact with Nathaniel and not saying a word, sinking into a prolonged silence.
The atmosphere became unusually tense, with guests exchanging puzzled looks.
“Nana, you need to answer,” Nathaniel gently called out to her, using his eyes to remind her of Clear’s situation.
The priest repeated the question, “Sheena Lawson, do you willingly take Charles Lance as your husband?”
Sheena took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and, with a heavy heart, said, “I…”
“She doesn’t!”
A man’s steady and cold voice suddenly echoed outside the church doors.
