บท 445: Wedding Gift

Behind the bride, a little bit away from the front seats was a woman in good looking pink clothes, gazing at the groom with resentment filled in her eyes. Her eyes were silently wet with tears, but she also wore a smile on her face which rather looked... sad.

The groom experienced a quake in his heart, shaking him up from the inside. He closed his eyes and inwardly declared to himself, 'I swear I will never make you feel like this again in the future.'

He could still feel her gaze, however, he didn't dare look back at her, feeling guilty for his actions.

Suddenly, a womanly voice prompted him awake from his reverie.

"Dear?"

The groom slightly flinched and looked at her as he kept his thoughts to the back of his mind. He let out a harmless smile and spoke, "You are gorgeous..."