Mr. fu's stand-in bride Novels & Stories

He knew Alaric would be happy to see his substitute bride. Alaric stood on the stage with his friend Edden and secretary Gabriel. He was dressed in a black tuxedo with a white collared shirt and black tie. In matching his wedding dress, he wore black, well-polished loafers. "Finally! The most handsome bachelor is getting married." Edden said with a sly grin. He was the total opposite of Alaric. Edden was a playboy. He never liked the idea to be with one woman. "Now it's your turn. Stop fooling around and get settled." Alaric sneered at his friend.

They had no idea that somebody would really show up. “Oh my god, is this a rehearsal program? This is an out-of-body experience!” Somebody even spoke in extreme shock. “Snatch the bride?” Fane was stunned and he immediately announced, “Everybody, please don’t misunderstand this. I’m not here to snatch the bride. Miss Shirley is a best friend of mine, and she doesn’t want to marry Young Master Wilton here. Even if the gods came to this wedding, nobody can force her to do it!” What Fane said was extremely domineering. He spoke in a loud voice as if he was an emperor, giving an irrefutable order.

Ning Ren touched her hair carefully as he could see her furious expression fading into the softer one he had grown to remember in his dreams. Ning Zhuo watched his half brother retreat with confusion. Ning Ren's bride was slouched with her neck sliced. The girl that he was holding in his hands had her maid uniform's outer layer switched with the bridal robes. He could feel his heart sink as he saw that there was a sliced open hand that bloomed red with blood.

I turn to see the registrar who was standing beside us. After saying the vows. I expected the registrar to say you may now kiss the bride but he didn't. I heave a sigh of relief. I glanced at Hunter to see him still staring at me. What's wrong with my face. I raised my eyebrows in a questioning manner making him smirk and wink at me.

Not something to be discriminated or judged for. “Come.” Father Able said now. “There’s much to be talked about. A wedding doesn’t happen without preparations.” * * “Thank you, Father Able,” I shook hands with the kind man who had helped me through the entire process of the wedding. The entire crew of professionals that had been hired to take care of the decorations and the catering and everything else in between were some of the nicest staff that I had ever worked with and I was grateful that Father Able had introduced me to such wonderful people.

"I'm not. I just think things are moving a little too quickly…" Stan was still single when he returned to Zidonia, but now he was not. - The Fowlers were paying for the entire wedding. Rea was their only daughter, and their son-in-law was one they liked, so it was a grand occasion. While many of the Fowlers' friends and relatives came, Stan had Zachary helping him on the other end. Having just finished his own wedding, Zachary was naturally helpful as he was familiar with everything! - Rea's bridal dress and makeup was immaculate, and her jewelry was worth a king's ransom.

I stood beside him and photos were being taken by everyone. He was saying. "You really want to kill me before the wedding Sweetheart. How can someone look so beautiful?? I think I am in a dream." I pinched him hard on his arm and he was "touch" And everyone started laughing. We sat down and then the ring ceremony started. But he stood up. I was looking at him stunned. Why was he getting up?? He turned around and as I saw his smile I was satisfied. He bend his knee and was now in front of me.

Madam Lily appeared at the entrance, her apron gone, replaced by a fine dress I had never seen her wear, her face bright with a joy that made her look decades younger. She hurried over and dipped her head to Sparrow's grandmother. "Everything is ready, ma'am. The officiant is in place. The guests are seated. We are only waiting on the bride and groom." The old woman nodded. "And who is walking her down the aisle?" Madam Lily's smile softened. "The bride's father is not present, ma'am. So I arranged for the groom to walk her in himself."

They had only ever worked when he was away. Seeing him now—with a young, beautiful woman in a sundress standing beside him—they quickly understood the sudden change. Mrs. Florence quietly exhaled in relief. “So that’s why…” she murmured under her breath. Aiden gave a subtle wave of his hand, dismissing them. The staff dispersed silently, leaving the newlyweds alone. Arianna wandered further inside, her eyes roaming across the expansive living room. The ceilings were high and adorned with delicate chandeliers. Elegant paintings lined the walls. The furniture was modern yet warm, blending luxury with comfort.

“All the guests are asking if there is something wrong. Where is the bride?” The organizer asked her with an annoyed face. They were all shocked as the groom who was waiting in his lodge finally revealed himself. Looking at his luxurious wristwatch, his whole existence is shouting how rich he is. A finely made tuxedo with an elegant bow tie that is perfectly matching his outfit. Undoubtedly, he is Gavin Morgan, the main center of attraction in this whole wedding ceremony. “Mr. Wilhenberg, I assume this is the perfect time to start the ceremony. Where is your daughter?”