It took about an hour to get from the village to the wedding venue. In big cities there are a lot of cars, so the queue was very long and the driving was relatively slow, but that time was already calculated. Jayden checked the time and said that 15:10 was the most auspicious time, so there was no need to worry about being late.
The cars on the road were too conspicuous; besides, there were reports from several media outlets, so the news would spread soon.
Everyone was wondering who Matthew was marrying and if it was the same woman who was with him at the mall.
After all, they seemed very close on that news.
Once again, everyone was curious about this woman.
Based on the value of her dowry, everyone knew she had never been poor. After all, she had extravagant wedding gifts.
There had been much speculation before that this woman wanted to depend on her child in the womb to get ahead.
Now that was obviously false, because she belonged to a wealthy family, so she didnât need to sell her body to achieve a high position.
For a while, she made everyone believe that this was a wedding between two well-to-do wealthy families and that this union was also blessed.
After all, the bride was not only beautiful, but also had a good family background, so some were more envious than jealous.
If Dolores were a woman from a mediocre family, people would speculate about how she made it to the top. Those âashenâ women who dreamed of marrying into a rich family would have this thought, âIâm no worse than her, why canât I marry this handsome, rich man?â.
âThe human mind gives importance to appearance.â
I still remembered the news of a beautiful student of a famous university who married a rich divorced man twenty years older than her. No matter how outstanding she was, people said she had done it for money, and ignored her feelings.
Arriving at the wedding venue, Matthew took Dolores to the parlor to rest. He still had some work to do, so after they got there, they again separated from each other.
Dolores sat on the couch, her hands still covered in sweat. In the car, she and Matthew held hands too tightly. Before, she too had thought she was indifferent about the wedding.
However, when that day came, there were many feelings inside her heart, such as impatience, anticipation and also a little nervousness.
She didnât even know why she was nervous. She just felt nervous.
When Matthew held her hand, she had mixed feelings and thought of many things from the past. That should be a happy day for her, but in front of him, she was about to cry.
âWeâll be with you, donât be nervous.â Theresa Gordon saw her nervous expression and comforted her.
Dolores looked at her, âYou know what? I thought I had gotten used to it, but today I still have expectations.â
âOf course, women are all emotional,â Theresa said.
âBesides, marriage is a very important thing for a woman.â
âAfter all, they say marriage is a womanâs second life.â
âYou should feel lucky,â Theresa said shaking her hand, âMost people first get married and then experience married life. You, on the other hand, first experienced married life and then got married in a big way. You have reduced the risk of marrying a man you donât like living with. You are lucky.
Doloresâ lips curved softly, as if to say it made sense.
Knock, Knockâ¦
Someone knocked on the living room door.
Theresa got up to open the door. A woman dressed as a hotel maid stood in the doorway. âExcuse me, is there a Dolores, Miss Flores?â
âYes,â Theresa said.
The person in front of her looked like a hotel maid, so Theresa didnât think much of it.
âOh, I have a gift for Señorita Flores.â The hotel maid handed her a gift box.
Theresa didnât take it. Just as she was about to ask her who was sending the gift, she heard a male voice, âWho sent it?â Boyce Shawn walked over.
Matthew was afraid that something bad might happen and there would be no Bailey Family results. He was afraid that someone might make trouble. The wedding venue was completely patrolled by special personnel.
Boyce was responsible for Dolores because Matthew trusted him.
For the sake of the wedding, he personally supervised it.
It happened that Theresa wanted to ask the same question, but after hearing Boyceâs voice, she no longer asked. She looked at the hotel maid and seemed to wait for her answer.
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