Chapter 1753


    In a fleeting moment, Thssa''s gentle breath intertwined with Lysander''s vigorous exhale.


    Lysander kissed her with a mix of urgency and intensity, savoring Thssa''s long-missed


    sweetness. The instant Thssa''s lips touched his, Lysander felt a tightness in his throat, and his


    entire being seemed to freeze. She had indeed proven she liked him. And Lysander''s excitement


    was far more intense than Thssa could have imagined. He had waited for her affirmation for what


    felt like an eternity, and finally, it had arrived.


    Initially, Thssa was tense and unsure, but realizing that Lysander was willingly kissing her, and


    his strong hands were firmly cradling the back of her head, she couldn''t easily pull away. Suddenly,


    it dawned on her; this was Lysander''s way of answering her. A wave of joy surged through her


    heart, and her body gradually rxed, responding to Lysander''s kiss.


    The guests, who had been eagerly watching and waiting for Lysander''s reaction, burst into excited


    murmurs and cheers upon seeing Lysander and Thssa kiss. What was supposed to be a


    wedding turned into a sensational scene of another woman making a bold move on the groom,


    igniting a fiery kiss that left every onlooker thrilled.


    Hertha, watching from below, screamed excitedly, "Oh, this is too thrilling! Go, Thssa!" While


    Hertha cheered and apuded enthusiastically, ric stood by her side, his face breaking into a


    smile at her happiness. Caught up in the moment, he leaned down and nted a kiss on Hertha''s


    cheek. Hertha immediately covered her cheek, turning to look at ric, only to find him smiling


    contentedly, his gaze filled with affection. While Hertha had been happy for Thssa, ric''s tender


    look now sent her cheeks blushing. She yfully swatted at ric''s arm, "Stop it!" Saying so, she


    buried her face in her hands, looking down at her toes with a shy smile.


    "Dad, let me go! It''s my wedding!" Rosalind, witnessing Lysander and Thssa kissing, felt a sting


    of betrayal and struggled to confront Thssa and Lysander, to separate them. Her white weddingBelongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    dress had be a joke. Today, she was supposed to be the bride, yet her groom was kissing


    another woman. How could she just stand by? Rosalind was both embarrassed and pained.


    Joshua, holding Rosalind''s hand, tried to lead her away, "Rosalind, let''s go down. We can discuss


    the weddingter." Rosalind, no longer willing to listen to Joshua, angrily shook off his hand, falling


    apart as she used, "You''ve always been stopping me from confronting them. She''s your


    illegitimate daughter, isn''t she? This wedding was for her, wasn''t it? You''re using me to make up for


    what you owe her!" Rosalind was breathless with anger towards Joshua. Joshua, taken aback,


    hadn''t expected Rosalind to think so poorly of him. Feeling both wronged and helpless, he tried to


    reason with her, "Rosalind, listen to me, let''s just leave the stage and change, okay?"


    "No!" Rosalind, defiant, lifted her dress and charged towards Thssa, pulling her away from


    Lysander''s embrace! Pointing at Thssa, she yelled furiously, "Is stealing men a family tradition of


    yours? Your mom stole my dad, and now you''re after my man!"