Chapter 623: Chapter 560: The Grand Wedding_7
 

Finally, they gave in and told the location of the shoes.

“Hurry up, Arthur.” Allonzo Hobson quickly handed her the shoes.

They left the room and respectfully served tea to Old Master Lane, the Andrew couple, and Aunt Cruz.

William Lane carried Charlotte Lane out of the Lane family home.

“Brother,” Charlotte suddenly spoke on William’s back, “so that’s why you never carried me when we were young.”

“Mm,” William’s eyes rimmed red, “thinking that one day I would carry you out for your wedding, I didn’t want to carry you at all.”

Charlotte smiled: “Fortunately… it’s not far away. I can often come back and see you frequently.”

“Why do I feel like you’re complimenting Harton Clark?” William said, “Are you saying that you married well?”

“Ah, you found out,” Charlotte laughed, “Didn’t I marry well?”

“Yes,” William nodded, “I’m very satisfied with it. Our Lila will always be happy.”

…

The wedding was held at Clark Manor.

So after leaving the Lane family home, they followed the planned route and circled half of Imperial Capital.

The atmosphere was festive everywhere they went, with an entourage of flowers, and luxury cars escorting them.

The procession of cars seemed endless.

From the entrance of Clark Manor to the wedding venue, the roads on either side were adorned with lotuses and roses.

Friends and relatives filled the seats on either side of the red carpet. Some seats were purposely left empty.

After arriving at Clark Manor, Charlotte changed into a Phoenix Crown and was escorted into the venue by her father, Andrew Lane.

Andrew Lane held his daughter’s hand, and step by step handed her hand to Harton Clark.

“Harton, I entrust my daughter to you,” Andrew patted their hands and said, “From now on, you will be bound as husband and wife, love and respect each other, care for each other, and walk hand in hand.”

“Dad, don’t worry,” Harton held Charlotte’s hand and said, “I’ll always love her, protect her, and respect her.”

Due to George Dunn’s good spoken lines and pleasant voice, he was chosen as the wedding host.

Under his guidance, Harton and Charlotte paid homage to Heaven and Earth, their parents, and each other.

Then, the couple exchanged rings.

Charlotte had always thought that when Harton mentioned exchanging a new ring, it was just that – simply exchanging rings. She never expected a grand wedding ceremony.

“Madam, happy wedding.” said Harton.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows. Since the wedding is being held today, it can be considered a new marriage, right?

“Brother Arthur, happy wedding.”

…

Evening

Charlotte returned to her room before Harton did.

Seizing the rare opportunity, Allonzo Hobson and the others were still teasing Harton.

The rooms in the North Court were all decorated.

Looking down from the bedroom balcony, the entire courtyard was filled with roses and lotuses.

The two distinct styles interweaved, contrasted, and enhanced each other.

At their purest, most stunning, and most beautiful extremes.

Charlotte stood in the room for a while, then turned and went downstairs to the courtyard.

Harton had drunk quite a lot of wine but was still sober; only the corners of his eyes were red.

He was eager to return to the room, but when he reached the courtyard and saw Charlotte dancing among the flowers, he stopped in his tracks.

Charlotte twirled among the blossoms, her eyes sparkling with laughter. Light on her feet, she slowly raised her hands above her head and spun.

She hadn’t yet removed her Phoenix Crown, and its tassels swayed gently with her movements.

She had taken off the long cloak over her wedding dress, revealing the lighter garments beneath, which fluttered in the night breeze.

The red wedding dress made Charlotte even more stunning and breathtaking.

Harton watched her for a moment before slowly approaching.

Seeing Harton approach, Charlotte stopped spinning, and her hands fell by her side.

At the moment her hands dropped, Harton reached out and caught them.

Charlotte stopped, her eyes infused with laughter as she looked at him.

Harton gazed at her for a while before kneeling on one knee and reverently kissing her hand…

Amidst the soft night breeze, the clear moonlight, blooming lotuses, and enchanting roses…

Surrounded by the swirling flowers, he kissed his entire world.

He vowed to hold her hand, journeying together toward their twilight years.

…

– The End –

September 4th, 2022

Full Moon Flower Festival