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

"Madam, if you care about the young master, you can personally talk to him. You are his wife, and you can persuade him more." Mr. Liam was always good at judging people, and although this Madam was a substitute bride, she was humble and polite, living an organized life. She appeared cold, but was actually a gentle person, and the food she cooked could even open the appetite of the young master, who had anorexia. She suits the young master very well.

I quickly crossed the street and got into the car. What I didn’t expect was to see Adrian sitting in the backseat, frowning at his phone. Traditionally, the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride until the ceremony, but this wasn’t a real marriage, so it didn’t count. He didn’t even glance at me when I shut the door, and I couldn’t have been more relieved. This was business. We had no say in each other’s lives. The ride was silent, thick with tension. I fidgeted with the bouquet, wrapping and unwrapping my hands around the stems, willing my heart to calm down.

Under everyone's gaze, Victor held Anna's hand and walked to the center of the stage. The wedding dress, the roses, the church, and Victor himself—it was all exactly as I had once imagined. Except the woman beside him wasn't me. It was Anna. At Victor's request, the officiant stepped aside. Victor was visibly emotional. He insisted on presiding over his own wedding.

The next day the commoners are busy admiring the wedding procession of Qi clan's second young miss to Long Fu. Qi Fan is wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with gold threads and phoenix headdress. Witnessing envy in the eyes of the ladies watching the procession her eyes brightens with delight and her smile widens. Qi Lei carry her on his back and helps her to the wedding sedan, he reminded her to always act appropriately since the rules in Long Fu is different with theirs. Qi Fan ignored his brother's reminder for her being married to Long Guanting who is the doted grandson of Left Prime Minister Long is the highest honor she gave to Qi clan and her mother and father in laws likes her.

It is groom of honour's right and also the law of marriage to take the bride. Royalty won't call it rape or assault, they will name it rights. Genelia's mind wandered around a lot of things. Master had the power of making her restless even when not being around... "We will be leaving before noon, master ordered to get you ready madam!" One of the servers of Garcia's lining up in the bridal chamber then decided to speak witnessing the paused bride standing, lost in her thoughts. They guessed the meaning of her state right and decided to unfurled the mystery and end her curiosity.

The mansion was beautifully decorated with lights and flowers Raj was sitting like a prince and was eagerly waiting for his bride. As Sujata was an orphan, Raj father's friend who was childless vouched for Sujata and was willing to perform all the rituals for the bride. Suddenly the music changed announcing the arrival of the bride. She was looking pretty in her red colour saree everyone was admiring her beauty

My head started pounding as I gawked at her in disbelief. My voice denied coming out. She winked at me. Heck! No! It couldn't be true. Not like this. "The bride is ready but not the groom", Mrs Ali said. I couldn't figure out anything and looked at them in disbelief. "What? Groom? Who's the groom?" I exclaimed. "If the bride is Zoya, who is supposed to be the groom?" Kaif's voice came from somewhere as he entered my flat. Kaif? He knew something. Or everything?

mom said again. "Well, why don't you let Beverly get married to Mr. Popular?" I half yelled. "I'm sorry honey but you were chosen, don't try doing anything stupid okay," mom said and giggled like a maniac. "Hey!! come fix her face, she ruined the first makeup" mom said and walked out. *** I walked down the aisle with dad holding my hands. "You're so beautiful honey" dad whispered leading me to where my groom was standing. As soon as we got to where my groom was standing, he took over from my dad gripping my hand tightly.

"You are such a selfish, arrogant and rude personDon't you have a heart???. No one's gonna love or marry a person like you." "Why don't you look at yourself first before judging another person???, You are a stupid and rufey lady who don't know how to speak to people, First learn how to speak I would never marry a person like you and even if you were the last person left on earth I would never marry you." Suddenly two guards headed towards me, I left his hand because I didn't want any trouble. If I get into any trouble my step mother would take advantage of it. So I moved backwards, and stared at him in anger.

Even now, she is struggling so that she can be as close as possible to her twin sister's voice. "Alright, the wedding ceremony will begin now." The officiator who gave the signal—who was standing on the pulpit—said, "First, the bride and the groom will make their promise directly to each other," he continued. Marcus then grabbed a piece of paper, which was placed on a tray with a red cloth. He raised his right hand—as if swearing—to level with his ear.