Novel & Cerita What Happened To Carlos In Descendants Royal Wedding

"Hey Carlos, Minerva, his aunt hugged him. His cousin Benjamin gave him a high five and introduced his wife Wendy. They were recently married three months ago and Carlos couldn't attend the wedding because of unlimited work in the office. His other two cousin sisters Sarah and Sana followed in line to hug him. Sarah's husband is an army man and they have a son, the same age as Akira. And Sana's husband is an automobile engineer who works in a reputed company. They have a daughter who is two years old. Half an hour of heart warming welcomes and welling eyes with tears of happiness, the calling bell rang once again and Shelly Carlos's younger sister arrived at their parent's home from the airp

He cocked a brow at me, making me pout and suck on my bottom lip. 'I wanted my first wedding experience with you, this sucks.' I complained. 'Valería, it's your wedding day, don't misbehave,' Caro scolded. 'Now, get yourself together, we have to head to the church.' Carlos stood up and walked to me. 'Milady,' he bowed gentlemanly. I placed my hand on his and sighed. 'Why am I doing this again?' 'Because you love your sister and want her to be safe,'

Men in suits already surrounded Nadine, helping out but Alex broke through the circle at once. He immediately crouched down beside Nadine. Lyra just watched in disdain as Alex scooped Nadine into his arms like second nature. Then he turned towards the altar, addressing the priest. “The wedding's postponed.” She tossed her bouquet aside, ripped off her veil and flung it to the floor. “No need, I'm done with you.” “What's wrong with you?” He snapped impatiently. “Why do you always have to be so dramatic? Can't you see that Nadine is sick?”

Suddenly, an uninvited guest crashed the wedding halfway through. It was Carlo. He was bony, wearing a wrinkled suit, and holding a wilted bouquet of roses. He staggered in front of me, babbling, "Rosa… look, I brought you your favorite roses. Won't you marry me? Let's get married today." Luca's bodyguards moved in to remove him, but I held my hand up. I took the wilted bouquet of roses and looked straight at him. "Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding."

Ignoring my protests, he had Gail's body whisked away for cremation, erasing every shred of evidence to protect Lori. He pried my fingers off Gail's cold hand, one by one. "When you cool off, I'll let you out, and we'll finish this wedding." The door slammed shut, locking me in the bridal suite, my hope crumbling to dust. I collapsed on the floor, numb, until my hand reached for my phone. With its last breath, I sent a message to Gail's grandfather: [John, I failed to protect Gail.] Hours bled into eternity as I lay on the bed, hollowed out. The door creaked open, and a pair of hands grazed my waist.

The wedding preparations were in full swing, and the Gordon family showed a jaw-dropping level of power and influence. The marriage alliance between the Kingstons and the Gordons became the biggest news in the business world this year. However, the good times didn't last. Three days later, a blurry video suddenly surfaced online, seemingly showing me and Charles in an argument. The caption claimed that I had forced Charles to return to secular life and threatened to expose the Gordons' deepest secrets. "How ridiculous!" I snarled, throwing my phone angrily.

I put down my fork and knife and looked at him with a complex expression on my face that was a mixture of joy and bashfulness. "You've been performing very well lately, Carlos. And Dad, the Don of the Carozza Famiglia, has finally approved of you. "He said that once you've handled this last sum of money for the Famiglia to prove your ability and loyalty to us, you'll also become the joint heir to the entire Carozza family with me." It was just a lie that I fabricated, but it seemed to have caused a mini explosion in Carlos' mind. He was so ecstatic and overjoyed that he turned incoherent while looking at me with love and gratitude.

"When I tell you that when the news alerts hit my phone saying you were a biological Moore, it literally took me three full business hours to come to terms with reality! I was screaming!!" He glares playfully at me, tapping my nose. "I am still devastated that I wasn't available to attend that chaotic gala disaster, but let me tell you something, there was absolutely no way on God's green earth that I was going to miss this monumental big day! I wouldn't miss watching you put these horrific, tacky Newtons in their place for anything in the entire world!" Carlos chuckles, offering me a warm handshake. "He’s not lying. He literally made me speed through three red lights just to ensure we arriv

Alejandro may have retired as king, but his responsibilities are still there, just as all of ours are. “A toast to my brother, my Alpha, Enrique!” Carlos says, now standing up. He looks emotional as he raises his glass, and I smirk as I lean back in my seat, ready to hear what he has to say. “To the most beautiful and perfect couple I have ever seen; your respect, devotion, and love for one another are amazing. May you live long and have lots of children!” Everyone claps and Kataleya and I exchange looks. Children…

I felt ashamed and felt like the ground should just open and swallow me. Everyone was disappointed and cast a disgusting glare at me. Father looked at me sadly with an apologetic look on his face. "This wedding can not continue." one of the elders, stood up and said. "It will," Alpha Carlos said, coldly, surprising everyone. "What!? Did you know the consequences of what she has done?" The elder asked. "Yes, I know." Alpha Carlos replied and urged the priest to continue. I felt a spark in my heart by his action as emotion swelled up within me, “I know he's going to forgive me when I explain everything to him.” I thought in my head.