Chapter 183
Chapter 183,Her Billionaire Husband
“What kind of talented young man can fulfill my standards?” Ruka had a haughty look as she asked in
disdain. Although Tiffany was secretly sarcastic, she still maintained a prim and proper facade. “Ruka,
you can’t give up the entire sea for just a fish. What’s more, I’m going to marry Matthew, so why are you
still so hung up on him?” Whether it was a hint or an obvious jab, Tiffany was definitely being satirical
toward Ruka.
The ssmates standing by the side nodded as they thought Tiffany’s words had made sense. “That’s
right, Ruka. Since Matthew is going to marry Tiffany, you should just give up on him.” “Ruka, you should
believe that you can find an even better husband.” “I think that you’d have to search for such a man
abroad. The most talented and youngest man with such a prospect locally has to be Young Master
Matthew.”
“Hey, although Young Master Matthew is also my idol, I have to admit that he and Tiffany are a match
made in heaven. I really am super envious of Tiffany now.” “Yeah, that’s right. Out of all the ssmates in
our year, Tiffany was always the most outstanding one. Otherwise, why would Young Master Matthew
fancy her?”
As all their ssmates were singing along to the same tune, Ruka was so mad that her face darkened.
However, since she didn’t want to act out in public, she could only wish Tiffany hypocritically. “I only like
Matthew, but if I were to really marry someone, he would not fit the standard I’m looking for.
However, now that I’m here, I still wish you two a happy wedding.” Even though Tiffany had seen through
Ruka’s arrogant facade, she chose not to expose Ruka. Since it was her wedding today, Tiffany didn’t
want to ruin the atmosphere. At 9:00PM, eighteen Bentleys without license tes drove up to the vi’s
entrance in a row.
While there was a fireworks show at the entrance of the Larson Residence, which illuminated the
beautiful fixtures of the building, a red carpet had been rolled out from outside all the way to the vi.
Matthew, who had already changed into a suit, walked out from the car.
As he faced all the people who took pictures and offered their congrattions, he did not bat an eye or
return their gestures with a smile. ording to the local custom, when one married, they were required
to obtain something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.
However, since the person who came to pick up the bride was Matthew, nobody dared to mess around
with him as there were eight bodyguards in formal suits behind him. “Matthew’s here.” “Haha, Matthew
looks dashing today.” Seeing Matthew, Floch and Rachel approached and ttered the man.
With his usual aloof manner, Matthew ignored all thevish decor that the vi was adorned with and
asked icily, “Where’s Tiffy?” “She’s waiting for you upstairs. You should quickly head over so that we
don’t miss the perfect time to get married,” Rachel reminded. After climbing the stairs in a sh, he
arrived at Tiffany’s room.
When they saw Matthew’s handsome face, her ssmates standing by the door all screamed and
gasped. “Oh my God, Young Master Matthew has such an imposing aura.” “He didn’t even care to dress
up in an extravagant manner, yet he still looks so handsome.” “My idol looks a hundred times better than
those actors on TV. Urgh, Tiffany is extremely lucky. I’m so envious right now.” “Is this what they call the
face that Michngelo himself sculpted? I am so in love.”
“He really is out of our league.” As the crowd said those words, they all had their phones out to take
pictures and videos of Matthew. On the other hand, Ruka was like a ck swan in her strapless ck
dress making a high profile appearance; it was as if she wanted to dere to the world that _she_ should
be the one to shine.
Now that she was face-to-face with Matthew, she only gave a cold smile. “Congrattions, Young Master
Matthew.” As the Kingses and the Dames were on good terms, he was obviously familiar with her, yet he
had no feelings toward her. Gazing at her from head to toe, he replied bluntly, “Thanks.”
After saying that single word to her, he walked past her and went straight into the bedroom. Tiffany sat in
front of the dressing table in the bedroom as she quietly waited for Matthew to show up. It wasn’t until the
stunning man with short hair and glossy, ck suit appeared behind her that she finally breathed a sigh
of relief. Tiffany could see his dashing face disying the usual indifference without so much as a smile
from the reflection in the mirror.
Although she had a pang in her heart, she hid that emotion in an instant. “You’re finally here, Matthew.”
She stood up. As all the ssmates standing outside had rushed into the bedroom, it made the huge
space suddenly seem a little cramped. “Let’s go,” the man said to Tiffany as he offered his arm.
At this moment, all of the ssmates shouted in unison, “Kiss her. Kiss her. Carry her. When the groom
picks up the bride, they also have to carry the bride downstairs.” Although there was unwillingness
written all over Matthew’s face, he could only squat down and carry Tiffany in the end. At that moment,
Tiffany felt a sense of happiness that she had never felt before overwhelm her now that she was in his
embrace.
Her smile was as beautiful as a flower while she wascent. As everybody present had already
known about his cold attitude, they did not really care about his reaction. After picking her up from the
vi, they entered the car and thereafter the motorcade slowly headed to the hotel that was hired for the
wedding.
The wedding was said to be the biggest one in Bloomstead that everyone had their eyes on as Tiffany
and Matthew’s wedding photos were sshed on billboards and huge monitors in shopping malls
throughout the city. Even though the wedding had cost an absolute fortune since it was exaggeratingly
grand, there wasn’t no adherence to tradition of ‘blocking the entrance’, the groom brushing the bride’s
hair or even helping her to wear her shoes.
They did not even prepare a bouquet of flowers! No matter how much money had been spent on the
ceremony, the only reaction it had elicited from the groom was perfunctory, as if he merely wanted to get
this all over with. However, as the Larsons did not make a huge fuss out of it, the outsiders of course did
not say anything either.
After the wedding ceremony at the Royal View Hotel was over, Tiffany was sent to the Presidential Suite
to rest. The ceremony was held at the first floor of the biggest reception hall in the hotel and the venue
had been decorated with the theme of a fantasy princess’ castle.
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When one walked in, they would feel like they had entered a fantasy castle where it emanated
lavishness, romance and a glorious feeling. However, at the same time, the decor also screamed of an
unspeakable amount of money that was invested in it.
While Tiffany rested in one of the suites, Matthew and his close friends, namely Skyler, Caleb and
Miguel, upied the other suite. Standing by the window, Matthew had a ss of red wine in his hand
as he was immersed in his own thoughts. The few other people looked at each other with bewilderment.
Then, Skr said, “Matt, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but since you don’t even like Tiffany, why did
you force yourself to marry her? Isn’t Veronica also an interesting character? Hahaha, but now that you
are married to Tiffany, I might consider making a move on Veronica, that sassy girl.”
“Are you trying to dig your own grave here?” Miguel, who had rushed back from abroad, kicked Skr to
hint at him to stop searching for trouble. Instead, it was Caleb, a quiet person, whomented, “Drew’s
right. Since you don’t love her, you shouldn’t have married her. Although she did save your life and is
now bearing your child, these are all problems that can be talked out.” “Old Mrs. Kings was diagnosed
with Alzheimer’s not too long ago.
Her condition is worsening with each passing day. Her only wish now is to see Matthew married and
having kids,” Miguelmented. After he spoke, all of them fell into silence. From an outsider’s
perspective, one would find Matthew to be a person who was cruel and devoid of emotions.
However, his friends knew that he was extremely filial and kind. He was especially filial to Elizabeth, who
doted on him ever since his mother passed away at an early age while his dad had remarried another
woman and practically ignored Matthew growing up. In the big and cold Kings Family, only Elizabeth had
really loved and doted on Matthew.
That was why his grandmother’s feelings mattered the most to him. It was due to this reason that
Matthew couldn’t bear to see Spinfluence Group, which was the result of his grandparents’ blood, sweat
and tears, fall in the hands of others. As a result, he cautiously and rationally managed thepany.