Chapter 11%
“This is all you deserve, Emma. No matter what happens, you will always be the most cherished person in my life.” I paused, hesitating for a moment before I whispered. “But is this extravagant wedding really necessary?” Chase reached out and gently caressed my cheek, his voice firm but full of warmth “It is because you deserve it
Third Person’s POV
On the day of the wedding, the global live stream broadcast officially kicked off
On the other side of the world, Jason unexpectedly received the link to the live stream on his phone.
The title boldly displayed
[Princess Emma’s Century Wedding, Romantic Vows by the Seine River]
He hesitated for a brief moment, before almost automatically clicking on the link
The screen flickered, and the lavish wedding setup at the five star hotel by the Seine appeared
The grandeur of the decorations filled the screen, and the camera zoomed in slowly. It finally focused on the bride’s back as turned around
Jason’s heart suddenly lurched. His eyes locked on the screen, and his breath caught.
There Emma was, smiling radiantly beneath my pure white veil, turning toward him.!
For a split second, Jason thought it was some sort of game–a way of teasing him, making him chase after me.?
Frustration bubbled inside him, and he muttered under his breath, “This woman is impossible to understand.”
“Don’t let your emotions control you. Stay calm,” Ava said, noticing Jason’s tense expression.
She leaned over to glance at the screen, her voice sharp with surprise. “Jason, isn’t that Emma? She… she’s getting married?”
Emma’s POV
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Inside the church, the air was filled with the fragrance of perfumes and the rustling of elegant dresses as guests took their seats. I linked my arm with Chase’s, slowly walking toward the priest.
Chase looked every bit the dashing groom in his white suit, his gaze gentle but intense, as if he could drown me in affection. “Emma, you look so beautiful today,” he whispered in my ear.
I smiled back brightly, a hint of mischief in my eyes. “You look handsome too.”
The priest began reading the vows, and my heartbeat quickened in anticipation.
“Chase Thompson, do you take Emma Young to be your wife? For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, do you promise to love her, chensh her, and remain with her until death do you part?
“I do,” Chase replied, his voice steady and unwavering
“Emma Young, do you take Chase Thompson to be your husband? For richer or poorer, love him, chensh him, and remain with him until death do you part?“?
“I do” I answered, my voice soft but firm with certainty!
The priest smiled. “Now, the groom may kiss the bride.”
Chase gently lifted my veil, his eyes filled with deep affection.
r, in sickness and in health, do you promise to
In them, I saw my reflection, my wedding dress, my smile, and the spark of happiness that shone in both of our eyes.
He leaned down slowly, pressing his lips to mine in a soft, tender kiss. At that moment, the church bells rang, and petals began to fall as if the world itself was blessing us.
I closed my eyes, basking in the beauty of the moment, feeling like I was floating in a dream.
Third Person’s POV:
The phone was thrown forcefully onto the ground, the screen cracking into pieces.
Jason’s eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving with rage
Fucking asshole! The bastard actually kissed her he hissed under his breath, his voice raw with anger.
He stared at the broken phone screen, where the image of Emma and Chase kissing remained frozen. “Emmal That damn woman,
how dare the Today was supposed to be our wedding day! Isn’t she doing this just to humiliate me?“.
Ava, standing beside him, froze for a second But then, a barely perceptible look of trumph flashed across her face
