Mlp Fim A Canterlot Wedding 소설 & 이야기

She dropped the velvet box she was holding and turned her attention back to him. "The day after tomorrow, Cristy, our wedding coordinator, booked a flight for us to Amanpulo. We are going to check out the villas and casitas that we and our guests will use for the wedding, as well as the beachfront where they will make the makeshift altar for our wedding. I have already made an appointment with the president, so we can visit him personally at *(4) Malacanang so that we can talk to him personally to ask him to be a godfather for our wedding. The wedding is in 2 months-”

the granny chuckled and Carmen who was sitting to the left side holding Diego in her arms got concerned "What are you two whispering about?" she asked with narrowed eyes and Mario stammered as he tried to collect lies to tell but just then the wedding song played and everyone including Cristal who was sitting next to Carmen stood up as they all looked back to the bride of the century, Cristal couldn't help but feel emotional as she watched her second daughter walk down the aisle accompanied by Seth. Carmen was smiling nonstop and Mario mouthed 'perfect' while Emiliano secretly rolled his eyes because the little lady was showing off her beautiful dress

What was about to happen next could be difficult to handle… Charmine’s gaze hardened as she recalled that. Regardless of Waverly’s intention, it seemed she would still cause problems so long as Charmine remained by Anthony’s side. With that, she had to hurry in finding a cure for Chris. Meanwhile, at the engagement ceremony venue... Despite the chaos that occurred in the morning, Waverly and Anthony ended up hiring Master Green Mango in the afternoon, and he played one of the ten famous music, Dream Wedding, with the piano, on the spot. Just like that, everything settled down and the atmosphere regained its tranquility.

Lucien speaks upon seeing everyone's perplexity. "To honor her forefather's legacy, we have decided to hold an intimate yet unrestricted wedding in Santocildes City" Lucien announced with a gentle smile. ****tbc****

“I will keep the wine and cheese and you can give the rest of the sweets to Maria.” Maria protested at her mother's assumption but with her mouth spewing fish stew and bread crumbs, she was incomprehensible and nobody in the room had minded what she had been mumbling about. Meanwhile, a twenty-three-year-old Celeste Conchita Carpio Bantoc was going to be married to a twenty-eight-year-old son of a grocer Adrian Diego Booc Linaw. The two quickly had made plans for their wedding. The wedding was to take place at the east side of the foot of the craggy hill where the two of them had lived and met. They would be married at the church also at the foot of the said hill.

As Harold's parents comforted me, they pulled me into their car, and we sped toward the wedding venue. Inside the church, the center aisle was covered in Juliet roses, the kind of arrangement that must have cost a fortune. At the altar, the pastor was already reciting the wedding vows. Before him stood Leila, wearing a gown worth tens of millions, and Harold. She gazed up at him with bright, loving eyes. Just as they were about to exchange rings, with romantic music drifting through the hall, Derek charged in and shouted for the ceremony to stop.

The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased. Lorenzo became even more infuriated when he found out the church he had booked was hosting a wedding. His baskets of roses had been pushed into a corner to make room for lilies. "What's going on?" he snapped, grabbing one of the church staff, his face dark. "I paid for exclusive use of this place for the entire day!" Just then, the wedding ceremony ended. The church doors swung open, and cheers spilled out. The groom looked familiar. He was the Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent, Dominic. The possessive way he gazed at his bride left no doubt about his feelings.

"Your own stepsister! She trusted you, and you pushed her down the stairs!" The white roses scattered across Ashlyn's crumpled form as he tore the bouquet apart. "The precious daughter of the Knight family." His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "You're nothing but trash." "I didn't..." Ashlyn tried to stand, her legs shaking. "Save your breath." Christopher straightened his tie. "The engagement is off. The wedding is canceled. I hope you rot in hell for what you did to Penelope." Mrs. White, Christopher's mother, appeared behind him. "Christopher, darling, the guests are waiting for an explanation."

It was a bright and sunny day. White fluffy clouds drifted across the clear, blue sky. The distinguished guests dressed in their fanciest attire gathered on the top floor of a five-star hotel. They were here to celebrate the wedding ceremony of Evangeline, the Oldest daughter of the Carter family. She was getting married to Mark Johnson, the man she had been dating and engaged to for the past four years. The floor was covered with white snow lilies and red roses with a long red carpet cutting through from the entrance of the hall down to the aisle. The fresh fragrance filled the air. The guests happily stood along the carpet, all smiles and sending their best wishes.