What did you say? Wedding… right now?” Alyssa trembled, pressing her hands against his chest. She glanced at the trees swaying wildly in the storm outside the window, wondering if she’d heard him wrong.

“Yes, right now.” Jameson’s gaze was deep, gentle, and full of affection.

Alyssa’s eyes widened in shock.

Jameson suddenly wanted to marry her in the dead of night under such terrible weather conditions.

Could it be that he knew his hideout had been exposed? Had Jasper and her brothers discovered her location? Was that why Jameson was rushing his plans?

Jameson sat on the bed, wrapping his arms around her. He leaned down, picked up a pair of red heels he had prepared, and carefully slipped them onto her feet, one by one.

“When I was young, my mother told me that a bride who gets married on a rainy day is someone with a temper.”

His cold lips brushed light kisses against her cheeks. “Look at the storm outside. It just shows how incredible my wife

can. I love it when you scold

speak, his voice faltered, and

What a madman!

internally as she allowed Jameson to caress

so long-if she lashed

removed his suit jacket, wrapping it around her trembling body. He lifted her in a princess carry and walked toward the

present, and no proper witness. The wedding Jameson offered Alyssa

having her, becoming her

glass shed stood in the rose garden. Amid the tempest, the entire structure seemed to tremble as if it could

the happiness one should

helpers and subordinates filled the area outside

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