Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 127

Before Mikayla could ask Juliet about the wedding situation, Juliet noticed upon entering that Mikayla, who was sitting in front of the dresser, had changed into a new wedding gown. Her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "What the hell! Does Carlos want to dazzle us? Every wedding gown is so fucking beautiful! Mikayla, I don't care. When I get married, can you ask him to give me a set as a gift?"

Mikayla rolled her eyes at Juliet. The staff could not help but chuckle. Then, Cecelia stopped chuckling, walked up to Juliet, and said, "Ms. Klein, please follow the staff downstairs to change your bridesmaid dress."All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"Okay!" Juliet replied. After changing, she screamed again. She was probably overexcited. "Do I look good? Mikayla, just tell me if I look good!" Juliet ran over, stood in front of Mikayla, turned around, and asked proudly.

Mikayla unusually went along with her and wondered, 'Can't she be more reserved? After all, she is an upper-class socialite. How can she be so weird?'

After putting on makeup, Juliet went somewhere else again. And Mikayla could finally catch her breath.

Xucrorian wedding emphasized the chosen time, so the wedding was set at 12:08 p.m. sharp. Mikayla only needed to enter the venue 20 minutes earlier and still had some time now. She took out her phone and browsed the news out of boredom and to relax herself.

Mikayla seemed in a passive state today and was being directed the whole time. She did not even get to hold her phone, let alone browse the news, except for one Juliet had shown her. The huge headline [I only need two lucky moments in life—one to meet you, and the other to sleep with you forever] had been prominently ranked at the top. Just seeing this line of words made her blush, and she thought, 'It's really... I wonder where he read it.'

She browsed through the text below, as well as the features of their wedding. Almost every time frame and every detail was recorded. It was like a live broadcast. There were not only pictures but also videos, and each of them received tens of thousands of comments in a second. She wondered if these people were all waiting for her wedding. Their wedding was now in the spotlight.

Originally, she thought that marriage was between two people or two families. She did not expect to receive blessings and envy from so many people. But in fact, she found this feeling quite good.

Mikayla casually browsed the news and comments one after another. Amid admiration for her grand wedding and praises for her and Carlos, some people still compared them with Jaxon and Winona.

One wrote: [What about the happiness Jaxon promised Mikayla?]

Another wrote: [The wedding of Carlos and Mikayla is unprecedented. It beats that of Jaxon and Winona.]

Mikayla smirked sarcastically. She thought that Jaxon and Winona might smash their phones in anger if they saw these contents. However, they should not make a scene at today's wedding. After all, they were both from prominent families that cared about dignity.

When Mikayla was thinking about it, the staff came in to remind her that the wedding was about to begin. Her heartbeat was racing, but she tried to stay calm. Then, she walked out in the company of the staff.

It was sunny with faint sunshine and northwest breeze. At the wedding, all the guests were seated.

Mikayla held Jorge's arm and

appeared at the floral archway in front of the splendid wedding hall. Carlos had built an open-air castle on the golf course. It was covered with pink and other light-colored flowers, forming small themed palaces. Gorgeous crystals hung naturally at the top at varying heights, creating a layered effect. They were crystal clear and sparkling in the breeze and sunshine, looking like a sea of

flowers with a dreamy feel.

The on-site decoration used imported roses. Tens of thousands of roses of over 20 species and other types of flowers were used in the ten floral arches alone. All the flowers came from top-grade rose plantations, and the world's top varieties that could be harvested lately had been cleared. The level of

luxury was jaw-dropping.

"Are you nervous?" Jorge asked Mikayla. He was going to walk her through a long white carpet in the wedding march.

Mikayla smiled at Jorge. "I'm not." Rather, she was moved by what Carlos did.

"I did not expect the wedding Carlos gave you to amaze even me." Jorge looked content. Even though he said so, Mikayla could tell he was reluctant for her to leave.

Suddenly, the wedding march rang out in the hall, marking the official start of the wedding.

Mikayla held Jorge's arm, and the two slowly walked along the carpet. Everyone held their breath as they watched this touching scene and the enchanting Mikayla.

Jorge and Mikayla stood in front of the second floral arch, waiting. Not far away, Carlos in a black suit walked toward them with a faint smile, looking charming. Mikayla stood there with Jorge, watching Carlos getting closer. At this moment, the entire wedding venue quieted down. Everyone felt such a beautiful scene should not be disrupted.

Carlos stopped before Mikayla and Jorge. Jorge solemnly handed Mikayla's hand to Carlos. Carlos and Mikayla touched each other's palms and felt the warmth of each other.

Carlos took Mikayla's hand and bowed deeply to Jorge. Jorge nodded, smiled kindly, and gently patted Carlos on the shoulder, indicating that Mikayla would be left in his care from now on.

When Mikayla turned around with Carlos, she clearly saw Jorge turn his back and wipe his tears. This was a father's love. He never told her how much he loved her but always secretly gave her all his love.

The ten arches meant that the bride's parents had accompanied her through the first part of her life, and the groom would accompany her for the rest. At this time, Carlos and Mikayla held hands and walked forward under everyone's eyes. Every step symbolized the long journey of their life ahead. They stopped at the end and looked at each other. Mikayla was wearing a veil, but Carlos could clearly see her beautiful smiling face underneath it.