Chapter 509 I Do

A flicker of surprise ignited in Cherise’s eyes, quickly replaced by a spark of curiosity.

She immediately strolled over and gently clasped Charisa’s hand. “Mom,” she inquired, her voice laced with eagerness, “tell me about your wedding to Dad. Grandpa always said you two were childhood sweethearts, so it must have been a magical day, right?”

“Our wedding…” Charisa trailed off, her gaze drifting into the distance, her eyes reflecting nostalgia.

Her wedding to Beckham was a memory etched in her heart, a vivid recollection from twenty- one years ago.

Back then, she was brimming with youthful exuberance and dreams of a shared future. She envisioned growing old with him, hand in hand, their lives intertwined in a tapestry of happiness.

They had stood before God, exchanging vows of eternal love, promising to remain inseparable, their hearts entwined in an unbreakable bond.

But fate, in its capricious nature, had other plans….

A sudden coughing fit seized Charisa, her breath catching in her throat. Zachary, ever vigilant, swiftly extended a handkerchief.

racking her body. The white handkerchief

She turned away, discreetly

nor she could alter the inevitable course of nature. All she could

open, and Damien and his groomsmen charged in, their faces

to pull before the wedding, including hiding the

tied one of Cherise’s shoes to her ankle, the voluminous skirt of her

swift, practiced move,

Jacob’s quick reflexes. They captured the entire scene with a click and

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hand strategically placed under

aching from amusement. “This

agreed with a mischievous grin, sending the photo to the WhatsApp group. “If Lennon ever tries to pull a

stood there speechless,

Damien. “There’s no way any embarrassing photos of you

the heels from Lennon. Kneeling before Cherise, he gently slipped them onto her feet. “The only photos like

looked up at her with a

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