Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
“You have nothing to apologize to Ryan for. Don’t blame yourself.”
Over ten years ago, she cried and crawled in the pouring rain to save Ryan, seeking help from everyone.
Over ten years later, even though she fell in love with Andrew, Ryan still came first, including… now.
Andrew held her hand tightly, as if holding onto his lifelong love, unwilling to let go.
“I know your guilt towards him stems from the legs he lost for you.”
He lowered his gaze and looked into Rosalyn’s clear eyes.
“Don’t worry, I will definitely cure his legs.”
He would cure Ryan, just like when he kicked the gun out of his hand without hesitation.
Only by curing Ryan could the guilt in his wife’s heart completely dissipate.
Feeling his determination and firmness, Rosalyn’s guilt gradually faded, replaced by gratitude.
“Husband, thank you…”
Thank you for your magnanimity, and thank you for being willing to do everything to help Ryan. Thank you for saving him back then, for protecting him, for reclaiming his property, and for arranging the leg treatment with experts. I will always remember these things.
Seeing tears glistening in her eyes, Andrew slightly curled his lips. “You look just like last night.”
Last night?
Rosalyn blushed. Last night, he pressed her against the French window, and her tears came out, not because she was in pain, but because…
Embarrassed, Rosalyn hammered his arm. “There are so many people in the banquet hall. What nonsense are you talking about?”
Andrew smiled and held her fist. He walked to his seat and asked for a shawl from a waiter.
“Why do you need a shawl?”
As he draped it over her, he leaned close to her ear and said, “Dominic’s doctor told us to keep warm. The air conditioning here is too strong, and I’m afraid you’ll get cold. Also…”
His eyes moved from top to bottom and landed on the V-neck of her dress. “The doctor said we should exercise more. Since you want to thank me, how about rewarding me with a few more times every night…”
As he said this, someone happened to pass by, seemingly hearing what Andrew said. They glanced at the couple strangely, and Rosalyn’s round face turned red. “Oh my, please shut your mouth…”
She covered his thin lips and shouted, “You used to be so quiet. Why are you so talkative now?”
Andrew opened his thin lips to reply, but she pressed them shut. “Oh my, don’t say another word, just close them!”
While this couple was playfully teasing each other, Andrey arrived at the hotel to welcome the bride. The guests in the banquet hall also took their seats.
The host went on stage and said a bunch of congratulatory words for the newlyweds before getting to the main point and asking the two of them to come on stage.
The spotlight shone on the bride, casting a soft light and making Anna look like a beautiful fairy.
She stood at the other end of the red carpet, smiling elegantly, looking poised and waiting for the handsome groom to come and meet her… Andrey, holding roses, wore a black tailcoat with his hair combed back, revealing a clean and full forehead. He walked towards Anna with vitality. After generously handing her the flowers, he held her hand and walked step by step on the red carpet to the soothing and solemn wedding march. Countless dazzling lights swept over the guests and landed on the newlyweds as they exchanged rings, made vows, kissed, and poured champagne. Following Andrey, the groomsmen went on stage one by one, teasing Anna’s bridesmaids.
The most lively among them were Zack and Peter…
They had so much fun that they even tried to pull Andrew on stage for a performance.
With a cold and icy gaze, Andrew swept his eyes over them, and they trembled and dared not continue.
Neil, sitting next to Rosalyn, glanced at the stage and the golden bricks and smiled teasingly, “I want have a try.”
Neil had tricked Andrey a few times, and Peter knew it. “Aren’t you afraid Andrey will punch you off the stage?” Peter asked.
Neil put on a fake friendly smile, “It’s his big day today, he won’t lay a hand on me, don’t worry.”
It’s just a performance of drinking a whole row of champagne, what’s there to be afraid of? As long as he gave him that little golden brick as a prize…
Once Neil had made up his mind, he ignored Peter and Zack’s objections and rushed up to the stage.
Originally, there was a group of people making noise on the stage, but after he went up, it turned into a showdown between him and Andrey. They kept drinking one row of champagne after another, and with each row, another little golden brick was added. Neil risked his life, and after drinking Andrey under the table, he stumbled off the stage, clutching a pile of little golden. bricks…
Andrey, on the other hand, simply collapsed. In the end, it was the bride who helped him into the car. It’s said that after this incident caused by Neil, Anna would always confront him whenever she saw him, but that was another story…
The wedding was over, the guests had dispersed, and Stella breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the crowd disappear.
She couldn’t have a peacelul marriage and have children, but her cousin Andrey could, and that was the happiest thing for her. Stella didn’t ask for anything else, she only wanted her cousin Andrey to be by Mr. Evans’s side forever, always happy and healthy. Eva was still thinking about what happened at the night club. After saying hello to Rosalyn and Stella, she planned to leave first. As she got up and walked through the crowd, she happened to see a man sitting in a wheelchair at the other end of the VIP section.
He was wearing a white shirt today, with a big quiff, making his handsome and mature face look even more dignified than usual.
In the past, he would be the most lively at such occasions, but this time he hadn’t shown his face once, just sitting quietly under the stage, watching.
He had lost some weight, his tall figure appearing somewhat frail, and although his complexion was much better, it still looked a bit pale.
When most people have left, Paul pushed the wheelchair and turned it around, just in time to see Eva waiting for the front row crowd to leave. Their eyes met, and it was hard for them to pretend they didn’t see each other or avoid each other.
Eva wanted to quickly look away, but Paul was open and friendly, nodding towards her.
Compared to their previous entanglements, this time their gaze was clear and bright, as if he had moved on.
After a polite nod, he pushed the wheelchair and headed towards another safe exit, without looking back.
Watching his figure disappear into the crowd, Eva withdrew her gaze and took step by step towards the exit of the wedding hall.
After Andrey’s wedding, Rosalyn was busy with Jocelyn’s lawsuit, Stella was busy investigating the truth and clearing Henry’s name, and Eva was busy meeting Jayden’s parents.
The meeting was set at the most expensive restaurant in Arcadia, and it took a month in advance to secure a reservation.
Mandy said that this meant the Sherwood family valued her, which was why they chose such a fancy restaurant for the meeting. She was told to dress up nicely and make a good impression on Jayden’s parents.
Eva agreed but didn’t put much effort into her appearance. She just did her usual light makeup and wore conservative clothes before heading out.
When Eva entered the restaurant, Jayden, sitting at a round table, immediately stood up and waved her over. “Eva, over here.”
Seeing his elegant figure, Eva felt a bit intimidated and wanted to back out. But she was already here, so she had to put on a brave face no matter what.
She clenched her hands and walked towards Jayden, finally noticing the middle-aged couple sitting at the innermost part of the table.
The man was dressed in a suit with a black tie, exuding a dignified and handsome aura that resembled Jayden. The woman had a graceful and elegant demeanor, with a charming and gentle appearance. As soon as they saw Eva, they greeted her with smiles. “Miss Miller, please come and sit.”
