Ross And Rachel Wedding In Vegas Novels & Stories

he flashed her that mega-watt smile as soon as he saw her. “Hey,” she said as she held onto Winnie, slowly lowering her down until Colton caught her. Once Winnie was safe and sound, it was her turn to jump. Sierra swallowed hard and took one last look at the dark tunnel behind her. By now, Rosie had probably reached the altar and the pastor was starting the ceremony. After they said their I do’s, Raphael would open her veil to kiss her, only to see that it was Rosie. In the midst of that confusion, Ethan would step up and claim his bride. Yes, this wasn’t going to be an Ascott and Rothschild wedding after all. This was Ethan Vanderbilt and Rosalyn Waldorf’s surprise wedding.

She will not accept to be married to someone assigned or become a prostitution girl. "I just got out of the hospital, so Rachel's wedding will take place after she returns from her husband's house in South Korea", Rachel's mother answered clearly. "Ma, we don't agree if Rachel marries someone else. Rachel has already been arranged with Mr. Calvin. We will carry out the wedding procession tomorrow, so I hope Rachel can be present for the wedding procession" said Mr. Victor curtly. "I refuse! Get out of our house and

Rachel walked into the office and placed a wedding invitation on the table. She gave Jennifer a victorious look. "As Jasper's doctor, you must come to Maxwell's and my wedding!" Jennifer glanced at the invitation before sneering at Rachel. "Are you sure you'll still be able to have the wedding if I show up?" Rachel's face fell and she whispered through gritted teeth, "Jennifer, you've lost this time! Maxwell will never trust you again. No matter what tricks you pull, it won't work!"

Mrs Locason said before hugging me briefly. As we broke the hug, I smiled a little and nod my head at what she just said. We all stood outside of the church in front of Raymond's car. I was told a few minutes ago that we will both be going for our honeymoon. I have no idea where we're going and I didn't bother asking. After all, my wedding was fixed without my knowledge and consent. I do not think, I can have a say in this also. All the things I will be needing are already packed in Raymond's car.

My phone buzzed against the desk just as the last corner of the page burned out. A news alert. The kind that usually meant nothing, some headline about markets or weather I never bothered reading. I almost ignored it. Then I saw the actual words on the screen. GOSLING HEIR SECRETLY MARRIED? MYSTERY WOMAN EXPOSED. My stomach went cold. I opened it before I could think better of it. A grainy photo loaded first, the Las Vegas chapel sign visible in the corner, Rosa's wedding dress unmistakable even half-hidden under that borrowed jacket. Someone had been close enough to get a clear shot of both our faces.

Livi, Alesso, Kairo, Rose, Russell, and the others traveled back to Russia, where the wedding would be going to happen in a week. The Volcov Mansion in Russia is decorated for the wedding, with drapes, hanging lights, and tents erected in the backyard where the marriage will commence. Fresh flowers will be replaced every day until the day of marriage. Rose, Chloe, Mia, and Hera are the bride's maids. While Nero, Reed, Kairo, and Matteo are the groomsmen.

Her stare just gives you the creeps. God! I should have just hidden inside the trunk of Sally's car. Venus slid in after me, not without giving me a nasty look at the congested space we now had to share. I ignore her and turn to the young couple on the pilot seat. "Hey, James. Hi, Jane." James' head snapped back and he smiled as charmingly as he could, "Rey! You just lightened up this boring day just by showing up." His wife, Helen, burst out laughing at the man's exasperated reaction.

"Promise me that we will always be together until the end of our lives." "Yes, I promise you. I will only love you and always be with you forever." After making a promise, they held each other's hands and walked to the wedding altar. The smile on their face showed how happy they were.