Ash And Serena Wedding Novels & Stories

The problem is she knows that the treatment won’t last forever and she needs to face the fact that it will not be easy for someone suffering from such disease. But for now she enjoys being a nurse and helping her patients feel better. The day after Serena and Sergio got married, they invited a lot of friends and family members. Sergio didn’t want to make a big deal about it and wanted to keep their wedding as simple as possible, so Serena agreed with him. After that, they had a big dinner party for everyone, which ended at midnight. As soon as the guests left, Serena and Sergio went straight upstairs. They both changed into their pajamas and went under the covers of bed. Sergio wrapped his a

Chapter 52 /-Tediora-/ “Wouldn't you introduce me?” she drawled, staring at him with puppy dog eyes and Asher slowly pulled off from her. He looked at me and then back and her and at me again. “Alvin. This is my fiancé, Serene.” She looked at me, fully this time as she slowly dragged her eyes up and down my frame, then she smirked and turned to face Asher, pulling him down for a sloppy kiss.

You don't need to ask for my opinion. While munching on a piece of toast, I curtly said, "Got it." He wanted me to keep things simple, huh? Well, the wedding wasn't going to have any photos, guests, or an officiant. It wasn't even going to have a bride. Dante looked at me as I calmly ate my breakfast. After giving it some thought, he added, "After the wedding, let's go to Aerona for our honeymoon. I know you've always wanted to go."

Everyone’s been working hard. [Got it, Ms. Morales. Good night.] Serena set the phone down, the glow of the screen fading into the dark. Her thoughts drifted, hazy and disorganized, until the edges of the world began to blur. That night, Serena dreamed of her wedding—but the groom standing beside her wasn’t Alexander. She knew exactly who it was, and the realization made her palms damp and her chest tighten. The venue was dazzling—rows of fresh flowers spilling their fragrance into the air, champagne flutes glinting under soft golden lights, and guests smiling as they offered warm congratulations. But then the atmosphere shattered.

"Lila can take another flight. Sophie doesn’t know anyone. She has to travel with us." Joy lit up Tania’s face as she looped her arm through his, swaying against him. "Shane, I knew you were the best." With that, the eyes around the room turned on me with even more contempt. "Imagine that! Shane even chartered two private direct flights for this wedding, and in the end, the bride herself won’t be on board." "What does it matter? The Quinns are desperate to save their family. Even if she had to walk there, she’d still marry him."

The wedding hall was packed, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to panic, Quentin Lawson finally appeared—dressed not as the groom, but as the best man. His arm was linked with Olivia Nevin, who was dressed in a flowing white gown. Together, they looked every bit like a couple. His groomsmen rushed over, pulling him aside. "Are you out of your mind? Not only are you late, but you brought her?!"

At the time, Logan had answered her with absolute confidence. “No way that’s ever happening. “We will still be madly in love five years into our marriage. “When we reach the milestone, we’ll retrace every step of our honeymoon destinations.” However, Logan broke his promise in the second year of their marriage. That night, Logan finished his very last bottle of alcohol. He left a substantial inheritance for Teddy before vanishing without a trace. Some said that Logan was spotted in Barcelona, while others claimed to have seen him in Tanzania. It looked like Logan was completing the journey he had promised to take with Coral.

"I'm sorry, but the wedding is canceled. There's no need to prepare anything going forward." Ashley walked out of the bathroom just then and asked casually, "No need to prepare what?"

He had promised to protect her forever, but somewhere along the way, he had forgotten every last one of those promises. The moment Blake arrived at the hotel entrance, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place. Dozens of Maybachs were parked outside, far grander than his own wedding convoy. A red carpet stretched from the lobby all the way to the curb, lined on both sides with red roses. The second he stepped into the lobby, he saw the enormous wedding poster. In the photo, Dawn wore a pure white wedding gown as she leaned against a man's chest, smiling brightly. That man was the very one who had taken her away earlier.