Chapter 435
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She immediately took her hand back and asked in a weak voice: "You didn't go to pick up guests, why did you come here?"
"Up ahead, my mother and Duke Guy Sizer are receiving guests. I'm free for a moment so I came here to help you tie your hair." Bruno picked up the comb from the table and gently combed her hair.
'How do you know how to tie your hair into a bun?"
Bertha's expression was a bit incredulous.
'A few days ago, I spent some time looking for shaping masters who have learned a bit." Bruno smiled indulgently, his deep blue phoenix eyes like bright stars, very seriously combing her jet-black hair.
Bertha didn't stop him, she just sat there quietly, letting him play with her hair as he pleased.
His movements were very skillful, quickly tying Bertha's long hair, helping her wear a veil, then a dazzling glass crown.
After finishing his makeup, he looked at the extremely beautiful Bertha in the mirror, then engraved her pure beauty little by little in his heart.
'Bertha, you are the most beautiful bride. I imagined this scene ten years ago, ten years now, loving you is the only thing I don't regret."
Bertha lowered her eyes and she did not respond.
The maid knocked on the door and reminded: "Miss Bertha, the official ceremony will begin in fifteen minutes."
"I know."
Bertha lazily shouted toward the door. She stood up and prepared to change into high heels. On the way here, she directly put on her sandals.
"Let me."
Bruno pressed her shoulders down, he told her to sit still in the chair.
He walked to the high-heeled shoe cabinet, took out an elaborate shoe box, opened the lid, and inside was a pair of white soft-soled flat shoes.
Bertha was a little surprised: 'When did you prepare the flat shoes? Today is your wedding, haven't you always wanted a perfect wedding? What bride doesn't wear high heels during the ceremony?"
Bruno knelt on one knee on the floor, slowly sat down next to her feet and he used his hand to lift the sole of her foot with a sincere expression.
"This is the wedding between the two of us. For me, as long as the bride is you, that's the most perfect thing."
He helped her put on flat shoes and said seriously: "Last night I learned that it is best for pregnant women not to wear high heels, it will negatively affect the fetus. That's why I ran out last night to find and buy a pair of soft, flat-soled shoes without telling you."
Bertha looked at him blankly, feeling a bit confused in her heart.
If the person he loves is not her but another woman who also loves him, he will be very happy.
It's just a pity that…
She lowered her eyes dejectedly, trying to suppress the painful and emotional feelings that were gradually rising in her heart.
In the cathedral filled with guests, the music between the violinist and the pianist resounded, both joyful and sacred, melodious and extremely pleasing to the ears.
Following the music, Bruno walked step by step from the cathedral door on the red carpet, stopping next to the priest.
His eyebrows couldn't hide his joy, as if there was anything happier in this world than today.
Just in time, the music suddenly changed.
Bertha wore a pure white wedding dress with long, flowing sleeves, holding a wedding bouquet in her hand. She appeared at the church door. She followed the formal wedding ceremony, slowly walking onto the red carpet and walking towards Bruno.
When she got behind the priest, the priest began asking them their vows.
'Lance Charles, do you want to make Bertha your wife? From now on, love her, protect her, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad times, you will never leave her, and respect her all your life until your death."
Bruno looked intently at Bertha, small streaks of light appeared in his eyes.
He almost didn't hesitate: "I'm willing."
The eldest princess sat in the front row. She was both touched and happy, using a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
On the dais, the priest looked toward Bertha again.
'Bertha, are you willing to marry Lance Charles? From now on, love him, respect him, in sickness and in health, in prosperity and in times of trouble, you will never leave him, respect him all your life until death. "
Bertha bowed her head, she did not look into Bruno's eyes, nor did she respond, but fell silent for a long time.
The priest was a bit bewildered, all the guests also looked at each other in bewilderment, and the atmosphere was a bit unusually confused.
'Bertha, you must answer." Bruno gently called her. He used his eyes to remind her of the medicine she needed.
The priest asked her again: 'Bertha, are you willing to marry Lance Charles?"
Bertha took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said against her conscience: "I..."
"She does not agree."
The cold, calm voice of an extremely healthy man suddenly rang out from outside the cathedral door.
This familiar voice.
It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, Bertha's eyes turned red. She looked out the door with joy and surprise.
Above Shane's black coat covered with snow, his whole body walked coldly and solemnly.
Behind him, Liam also followed with a serious expression.
Immediately after that, two armies wearing different uniforms, very neat, holding guns rushed in and immediately surrounded the entire church.
The guests were all scared, and the whole scene began to be chaotic.
Bruno glared at the man at the end of the red carpet. His heart was filled with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Shane, you know how to choose the right time to come and cause trouble deliberately, don't you?"
Shane's whole body felt cold, the corner of his lips curled up in a mocking smile: "Someone maliciously tricked my fiancée to another place, forcing her to marry you. Of course, the scene was so bustling and majestic, that I had to come and take my woman away."
