Chapter 727


    “Arianna, | owed you a wedding proposal seven years ago. Is it toote to make up for it now?"


    | was a little surprised, but my heart fluttered with emotions. There was so much warmth within me. "Aren''t we married already?"


    “Even if you''re married, you can still propose. Can romantic things only be done once? Besides, a proposal is necessary for all


    girls," Freya said.


    She then hollered, "Our beloved President Roberts, we haven''t heard you say those three important words. Are you nning not


    to say them?"


    The man''s eyes were clear, and he was as dashing as ever. We looked at each other for a long while. Under the anticipatory and


    watchful gaze of the crowd, | blushed as | slowly reached for the ring.


    Little had | known, he quickly pulled hand forward and put the ring on my finger. His eyes were warm and gentle as he


    whispered, "Arianna, I''ll be with you for the rest of my life."


    He didn''t say "I love you", but what he said meant more than what the three words could hold.


    | smiled faintly and stretched out my hand to help him up.


    Freya felt we were too boring and nagged at us, "Why are you two acting like an old couple who had been married for decades?


    Where was the passion? At least say something sweet to each other!"


    | smiled faintly. "There''s more to love than just fiery passion all the time."


    Love was always in the details. | saw Valerie, whose eyes had reddened a little as she stood beside Pedro, gazing my way.


    My mind went nk for a second, and | suddenly remembered the phone call she made to me.


    She had called herself my mother, which was a very unfamiliar term to me. If | didn''t put more thought into it, I''d almost forgot


    that everyone had a mother.


    "What''s wrong?" Seeing that | was suddenly in a daze, Hendrix reached out his hand and held me in his arms.


    "It''s nothing.”


    The sky gradually darkened. After the wedding ceremony was done, the dinner in the hotel began.


    Freya must have had a hand in the "intermission" earlier. | much preferred simplicity over extravagance.


    The wedding was grand. Most of the guests were from noble families, and even more guests showed up for dinner. Everyone


    greeted each other and were toasting to each other.


    The "intermission" earlier definitely piqued the curiosity of many about my identity.


    Ata dinner like this, the Moore Family''s and Hendrix''s gazes were focused on me. Attracting others’ attention was rather


    inevitable.


    There were spotlights at the dinner, and they were shining on both of us. | lowered my head subconsciously.


    Aman''s voice came to my ears, "Nervous?"


    It would be a lie to say that | was not, but fortunately, | remained calm. "It''s packed."


    He smiled. "Moore family dinners are always packed. Don''t worry. It''s just something we have to face."


    | nodded, and he grabbed my hand. Someone came forward to greet me, calling me Miss Reid.


    | forced a smile, but after a while, my face turned stiff.


    | tore through the crowd and sat at the table. The table was filled with exquisite delicacies.


    There were 16 tables, and Freya had gone on to entertain the guests while Valerie and Pedro were both busy.


    Sitting next to me was ee Milton,


    whom | just met in the all. Ghanles|


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    Charles waved at me and said, "Come here, Arianna."


    | was not good at socializing, so | immediately looked at Hendrix. He patted my hand and smiled, "Don''t worry. It''s alright!"Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


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    Charles smiled and said, "This is what we call ‘fate’. She and | hit it off, so | took her in as my daughter."


    "Oh!" Master Milton nodded and said with a smile, "How blessed she is."


    Right then, everyoneughed out loud while I smiled quietly to myself.


    My form of blessing was to lead a peaceful and healthy life. Could someone like me be considered to be well-tempered?