Novel & Cerita Mr Os Fill In Bride

Maria POV: At that moment, my phone suddenly buzzed. My tense heart jumped to my throat. I quickly took out my phone without even looking at the caller ID, I hung up the call and stared nervously at Old Master Smith. Old Master Smith Held the marriage certificate and examined it front and back. He touched it lovely as if it was his own marriage certificate. The smile in his eyes was so intense that it could overflow. “Great! This is great! My grandson is finally married and has a wife.” He said joyfully.

After ten minutes. Marquis grins as ten bridesmaids from Oryx's workplace enter the venue, each holding a bouquet. Following them are Maria and Owen, positioned behind, eagerly anticipating their mother's entrance. Marquis' eyes widen, and he catches his breath as Oryx, ending the anticipation, gracefully walks in. Their children follow, scattering flowers on the red carpet, earnestly creating a carpet of roses. Oryx raises her eyes, locking gazes with Marquis, who stands breathless. A smile graces her face as she walks down the aisle. This time, her husband smiles back at her with a heart full of love.

I held my breath. “You parents are still together, am I right?” He asked. “Their bond grows stronger everyday.” I swallowed. He nodded and ran his hand through his hair. He had thick black hair that looked overgrown and needed immediate attention. His hair always looked overgrown even after he just got a haircut. “Claire Wordsworth, will you be my wife?”

The flowers were perfect. That was the only thing going right. I had been awake since four in the morning making sure that the roses with just enough blush to look romantic without being loud, greenery that didn't overpower, ribbon tied the way Vivienne had shown me three times on a YouTube video she'd sent at midnight. Everything was perfect. The bride just wasn't here. Her text came at 6:47 a.m. "I'm sorry, Aria. I can't do it. Don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

A week passed, Roberto took care of all the wedding preparations, Sara, although she wasn't fully sure what she was doing she was totally heartbroken by what she saw, she still loved Mason despite the circumstances and the lies, she loved him, she felt that all the time she lived by his side was stronger than anything in her past, which he didn't understand because his brain refused to remember. The day of the wedding had arrived, Sara was a little sensitive since in a few days her son was about to be born, she was dressed in a beautiful long dress that covered her belly, she always looked beautiful, she was natural and delicate, her little Coraline was dressed like a princess, while Robert

"But, Mrs--Mommy, I mean. Our wedding--" "Yeah, perfect!" Michelle quickly cut off Rose's words. "Robert made the right choice out of the many follies in his life." "But I'm just a substitute," Rose sighed softly. Looking at her two squeezing hands, she lowered her head, "Rosa's replacement and Ruby's," her squeak trembled. Sick! Rose's chest was twitching painfully. The happiness she had promised Ryan on the cruise ship evaporated with the sea breeze. The Miami mainland and the air smack Rose because she was just a surrogate bride.

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

I send my little sister a thumbs up then draw my bride against my side and press a kiss to her temple. "Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Rylan Mennetti!" Roberto booms and a chorus of whistles and more cheers explode from our family. As we walk back down the pathway amidst the tiny, glowing lights and endless flowers, my heart is so full it's near bursting. Plying my bride with kisses, she laughs and looks up at me with shining eyes. "I'm not going to lie. I'm glad my father kidnapped you." "And I'm glad I turned around and kidnapped you right back, princess."

echoed through the gilded hall. The church door opened slowly and ceremoniously. The spotlight pooled on the bride's silhouette. It illuminated Maddison and me. I gritted my teeth as the pain in my chest grew. I could hear the crowd whisper. "Wait, what's going on? Isn't the bride supposed to be Taylor Jones? Why is Maddison the one in it?" "Did they confuse who the bride should be?" "The bride's become the bridesmaid! Is this a prank?!" I forced myself to weather the humiliation and led Maddison to the stage.