Chapter 1262: Chapter 1262

Chapter 1262:

Harlee chuckled and gave his cheek a playful pinch. “I can’t wait to see what our future holds.”

With a gentle nod, Rhys swept her off her feet and into the wedding car. As the vehicle pulled away, their journey toward a blissful life together began.

The ambiance was enhanced by the crackers, and pink rose petals danced in the breeze.

By the year’s end, the union of the Green family and the Sanderson family was the subject of every conversation. It dominated social media trends and was the focus of countless media outlets.

Paparazzi, desperate for a glimpse, climbed trees, only to be intercepted by Shadow Moon Group’s security. Even those with telephoto lenses found their efforts frustrated by various hindrances.

Aside from the invited guests, no one knew the specifics of the wedding. Not a single detail managed to slip through, leaving outsiders to rely on videos from the guests to satisfy their curiosity.

Despite the secrecy, the wedding captured widespread fascination. To thank her online supporters, Harlee posted snippets of the event, sparking another surge of internet buzz.

The festivities extended late into the night. After Harlee’s brothers had coaxed Rhys into several glasses of wine, he appeared slightly tipsy.

Leaning on Patrick for support, Rhys stepped out into the night air, which sobered him quickly. He released his grip on Patrick and quickly headed straight for the bridal suite.

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Patrick stood there, astonished. “Mr. Green, you…”

Rhys glanced back unflinchingly. “Nights like these are rare. How else could I slip away so soon if I hadn’t feigned a bit of drunkenness?” With a casual wave, Rhys walked off toward the bridal suite, leaving a confused Patrick in the cold night air.

Had Patrick known sooner, he wouldn’t have drunk that much on Rhys’ behalf.

Moments later, Patrick found himself puking by the roadside.

Rhys gently swung open the bridal suite door after taking a shower downstairs. Just then, Harlee emerged from her own bath.

Entering, he walked straight to Harlee, embraced her tightly, and delivered a passionate kiss. “Tonight is too precious to waste, my love.”

With a playful grin, Harlee cradled his face in her hands. “Rhys, my love for you is deeper than you can imagine.”

Rhys’ touch drifted to her back as he kissed her intensely again.

He lifted her toward the bed, their garments trailing behind on the floor. Lying Harlee beneath him, Rhys kissed along her collarbone, his lips exploring her eagerly.

Harlee’s arms clung to his neck, her voice playful. “Do you love me, Rhys?”

“Absolutely!” Rhys said amid his kisses.

Her fingers danced across his back. “And how deeply do you love me?”

Halting, Rhys met her gaze sincerely. “If the world were to end, my love for you would endure. You paint my world in vibrant colors. Without you, everything would be shades of gray.”

Harlee couldn’t help but wonder if he was drunk. Amused by his poetic words, she laughed softly. She then reversed their positions, settling atop him. “For that, I’ll introduce you to a new joy.”

The following morning, Rhys lay awake, gazing at the ceiling, the memories of last night vivid in his mind. Last night was unforgettable. He yearned for more such moments.

When Harlee exited the bathroom, Rhys cuddled up to her immediately, affectionately nuzzling her chin like a puppy. “My darling, my love for you is endless.”

Harlee gently pushed his head away. “Honey, go freshen up. You’re a bit ripe, and my affection might wither.” Disappointment washed over Rhys’ face.

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