My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 536:

White roses decorated the tracks, leading from the foot of the mountain to a cliff midway up. The venue, which had appeared modest in photographs, actually spanned the size of a basketball court and was enclosed specifically for the occasion.

Guests stepped from the carriage onto a pathway inlaid with seashells, which meandered toward the stage. Near the stage, Shawn, Melany, Billie, and other close members of the Norris family took their seats. At a different table, Carrie’s dear friends—Ruby, Asher, Soren, and Beverly—gathered, standing in for her absent family on this special day.

Off to one side, a celebrated pianist coaxed sweet melodies from a white grand piano. Camille assisted Carrie as she alighted from the carriage.

With her hair styled in an elegant updo, Carrie’s veil shimmered with diamonds and pearls, like stars sparkling over the ocean. The sunlight shimmered on her gown, lending it a radiant aura akin to snow dusted with gold.

Carrie’s presence was enchanting, like a mermaid princess emerging from the sea or a forest nymph coming to life. The assembly was utterly captivated, their eyes fixed on her. Each glimpse of Carrie seemed to redefine beauty for them anew.

They were left in awe—how could destiny play such a cruel game, allowing the impeccable Kristopher and Carrie to find each other? Yet, it seemed almost appropriate.

Such remarkable individuals were surely destined to unite. Kristopher watched her from afar, his gaze filled with a possessive sharpness. He longed for the crowd to vanish, yearning to have her beauty solely for himself. The mere thought of others admiring her was enough to agitate him.

As the ceremony was about to begin, Kristopher couldn’t hold back any longer. He hurried down the shell-strewn path toward her.

Lit from behind, Kristopher’s silhouette cast a long shadow. His silver-gray suit, adorned with pearls and diamonds, complemented Carrie’s bridal dress perfectly. The sunlight softened his usually stern features, lending him a gentler, more refined air.

Approaching Carrie, he extended his hand and said, “Carrie.”

With a knowing look to Camille, Carrie accepted his hand, and together they stepped toward the center of the stage.noveldrama

Holding her bouquet, Carrie addressed the gathered crowd. “This bouquet won’t be tossed blindly today. Tradition says the catcher will be next to marry. I’ve chosen to give this honor directly to my best friend, Camille.”

Turning, she extended the bouquet toward Camille.

Surprised, Camille clasped her hands over her mouth, tears brimming in her eyes. Beside her, Albin playfully ruffled her hair and replied, “It’s yours. Go on, step forward.”

Guided by Albin, Camille approached Carrie and accepted the bouquet. Carrie looked between Camille and Albin, her voice soft yet heartfelt. “I entrust my best friend to you. May you both walk down the aisle soon.”

With a joyful smile, Albin raised Camille’s hand in his own as if sealing a promise. “Certainly, Carrie!”

Just as the ring exchange was about to proceed, Kristopher suddenly paused, his gaze shifting toward something in the distance. “I have a special gift for you,” he responded.

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