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The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 142: The Wedding Reception
“You look very beautiful, sis,” Evelyn complimented softly.Emily turned to face her. She had already changed out of her white wedding gown and into a graceful evening dress for the reception. The gown was an elegant champagne color, shimmering softly under the golden light from the crystal chandeliers above. The fabric hugged her figure in all the right places, flowing down in delicate folds like liquid silk. Her bare shoulders glowed with a natural radiance, and her hair, now loosened slightly from its earlier tight bun, framed her delicate face beautifully. Simple pearl earrings graced her ears, adding a timeless touch of elegance.Emily smiled warmly at her stepsister. “Thank you, Eve. You look beautiful too.”They were still in the dressing room of the grand hotel suite, the same hotel where the reception was being held. From the distance, one could faintly hear the sound of music...the piano playing softly, mixed with laughter and the murmur of voices in the hall where the guest
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 141: The Wedding Day
The church was filled with soft light, golden rays streaming through the tall glass windows. The air smelled of fresh flowers...white lilies, roses, and baby’s breath lined the pews, their petals glowing gently under the glow of the chandeliers. Every corner of the hall seemed to breathe elegance and peace.A quiet hush filled the hall, broken only by the low sound of the piano playing a slow, tender melody. The guests, dressed in their finest clothes, sat quietly in their places as they waited for the bride. Everyone knew this was no ordinary wedding. The Rowland name carried weight, and this ceremony was not just about love...it was history in the making.At the altar, Denovon Rowland stood tall. His black tuxedo fit him perfectly, the sharp lines highlighting his broad shoulders and strong frame. His face was calm, almost unreadable to those watching, but his eyes betrayed a restlessness. He kept them fixed on the door at the far end of the long aisle. His fingers curled slightly a
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 140
“Denovon shouldn’t drink tonight,” Sophia said firmly, her eyes narrowing as she watched Mason pass with two large bottles of wine in his hands. He was heading straight toward the corner where Denovon and others sat together.Mason paused, looking at her in surprise. Then he nodded, instantly understanding her meaning, and quietly turned away with the bottles.“Why shouldn’t he drink tonight?” Grandfather Gregory asked suddenly, his voice strong though aged, as if he truly didn’t understand what Sophia had just said.Sophia turned her head slowly to him, her tone calm and respectful. “Of course he shouldn’t drink, Father. Tomorrow is the wedding. He can’t show up drunk. It’s his day, the most important of his life. He should be clear-minded and steady.”Gregory let out a scornful laugh, shaking his head. “Do you really think those two small bottles of wine can make him drunk? Denovon is not a weak man.”Sophia’s lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t give in. “They’re big bottl
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 139
The morning light filtered softly into the villa, spilling across the polished floor and brushing against the curtains. The room was quiet, warm, filled with the gentle rhythm of two hearts that had found each other. Denovon stirred awake, his arm instinctively reaching for Emily. She lay beside him, already awake, watching him with a quiet smile that made his chest tighten.Tomorrow was their wedding. The thought alone carried weight, excitement, and a strange kind of fear that came with such happiness. “You’re awake early,” Denovon murmured, his voice low and heavy from sleep, yet warm as it wrapped around her like a blanket.Emily smiled faintly, her eyes glowing. “I couldn’t sleep longer. Tomorrow is… everything.”His lips curved into a small smile, though his gaze lingered on her longer than usual, as though he wanted to carve the sight of her into his memory. He leaned forward, brushing a tender kiss across her forehead. “Tomorrow is only the beginning.”Tears threatened to ri
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 138
The room was dim, the curtains drawn tight so no light from outside could slip in. A small lamp on the table gave off a weak glow, throwing long shadows across the walls. The air was heavy, stale, and thick with secrets no one outside these walls could imagine.An old man sat in a wooden chair, leaning heavily on his cane. His back was bent with age, but his eyes were sharp and cold, filled with hatred that had burned for many years. His face was wrinkled, his lips pressed tightly together, and every movement he made carried the weight of anger that refused to die.Across from him stood a young man, tall and restless. His fists were clenched at his sides, his chest rising and falling quickly as though he was too eager to sit still. His eyes burned with the same hatred as the old man’s, and his jaw was tight as if he were ready to bite through steel.The old man broke the silence with a voice that cut through the air like a knife.“Tell me,” he asked, his tone deep and commanding. “Did
The Beautiful Wife Of Mr Rowland Chapter 137
Leo pushed the heavy office door open without knocking, his footsteps carrying the lazy confidence of a man who rarely took anything seriously. But his face told another story. His brows were drawn together, his jaw clenched tightly. His whole expression burned with anger as he walked in and sat down opposite Denovon.“What’s up, man,” Leo greeted, but the frown stayed carved on his face.Denovon raised his head, observing him quietly. He noticed the unusual tension in Leo’s eyes. “What’s wrong? It didn’t go well?” he asked in a calm voice, though curiosity sharpened his tone.Leo hissed loudly, the sound sharp with annoyance. His veins stood out on his forehead, showing just how angry he really was. “You won’t believe this. She kept me waiting for more than an hour,” he spat out, rubbing his forehead as if the memory alone was giving him a headache.“For real?” Denovon asked, letting out a laugh as he looked at Leo. His friend’s irritation was as clear as day, and it amused him.“Yes
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