Chapter 1973: Wedding In Progress


    Chapter 1973: Wedding in Progress


    After exchanging vows, they switched rings without the officiator asking if you would be willing to


    marry him, as no one would be unwilling at a wedding venue.


    All the ceremonial proceedings were simple and sacred, and when it was time for the two fathers to


    speak, Algerone handed the microphone to Bertie, who was incredibly excited. "You go first," he


    said.


    This was a gesture of respect, reflecting Algerone''s stature and upbringing, as they no longer saw


    themselves as separate entities but both considered Monica as their own daughter.


    Taking the microphone, Bertie felt a bit scattered in his mind. Today''s special day was too


    overwhelming, with various emotions intertwining. He had rehearsed countless scenarios, but still


    found it difficult to control his feelings.


    Apuse erupted from the audience below, everyone looking forward to the speech of this elderly


    king.


    Taking a deep breath, he sighed heavily, then smiled at Monica.


    As father and daughter''s eyes met, Monica took a step forward, and Bertie held her hand.


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    He said, "Annie, I was the first man to hug you in this world, the first to hear you cry, and to see you


    smile. From your first steps to your first words... but I missed out on your growth..."


    His tone was filled with regret, as his daughter was about to get married in the blink of an eye.


    Monica tightened her lips, holding her father''s hand tightly, feeling his remorse. Her emotions


    started to overflow, and she reached out to hug this silver-headed old man.


    "Father, we are a family brought together by fate, so no matter what happens, we will always stay


    together. We have gone through trials and tribtions, and from now on, every day we will be by


    each other''s side, knowing each other''s whereabouts and sharing each other''s joys and sorrows."


    "Don''t cry, my daughter." Bertie held back his emotions, lightly patting her shoulder, then gently


    letting her go. "Even when I grow old and can''t walk anymore, you will still be my... you will still be


    my most beloved little princess!"


    Looking into his eyes, Monica was filled with deep emotion.


    Standing beside her, equally moved and shedding tears, was ire, who found the scene


    particrly touching as a writer.


    She wondered, if she had a daughter, how would she feel at her daughter''s wedding? Would she


    cry uncontrobly?


    "ire, sister?" A tender voice interrupted, and ire snapped out of her thoughts to see a little girl


    standing before her, looking up at her with a beautiful smile.


    When their eyes met, the little girl revealed her grin. "Long time no see."


    "Waverly?" ire''s memory was sharp. Though she hadn''t stayed long at the welfare home after


    the incident, this little girl left a deep impression.


    Despite being young, Waverly, aged about five or six, was remarkably mature.


    ire quickly crouched down, ced a hand on her shoulder, and looked around. "Is the director


    here today too?"


    "Yes, we all came," Waverly''s voice was sweet and gentle, "Everyone is here."


    "That''s great." ire stood up, holding the girl''s hand. "Take me to say hello to them, alright?"


    "Okay! They''re over there!" Waverly led her to a nearby spot, with Rowan, the guardian, following


    closely beside her. ire''s status had changed, as she was now a protected member of the family."