Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 183

Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 183

“What kind of talented young man can fulfill my standards?” Ruka had a haughty look as she asked in disdain.

Although Tiffany was secretly sarcastic, she still maintained a prim and proper facade. “Ruka, you can‘t give up the entire sea for just a fish. What‘s more, I‘m going to marry Matthew, so why are you still so hung up on him?”

Whether it was a hint or an obvious jab, Tiffany was definitely being satirical toward Ruka. The classmates standing by the side nodded as they thought Tiffany‘s words had made sense.

“That‘s right, Ruka. Since Matthew is going to marry Tiffany, you should just give up on him.”

“Ruka, you should believe that you can find an even better husband.”

“I think that you‘d have to search for such a man abroad. The most talented and youngest man with such a prospect locally has to be Young Master Matthew.”

“Hey, although Young Master Matthew is also my idol, I have to admit that he and Tiffany are a match made in heaven. I really am super envious of Tiffany now.”

“Yeah, that‘s right. Out of all the classmates in our year, Tiffany was always the most outstanding one. Otherwise, why would Young Master Matthew fancy her?”

As all their classmates were singing along to the same tune, Ruka was so mad that her face darkened. However, since she didn‘t want to act out in public, she could only wish Tiffany hypocritically. “I only like Matthew, but if I were to really marry someone, he would not fit the standard I‘m looking for. However, now that I‘m here, I still wish you two a happy wedding.”

Even though Tiffany had seen through Ruka‘s arrogant facade, she chose not to expose Ruka.

was her wedding today, Tiffany didn‘t want to ruin the atmosphere.

At 9:00PM, eighteen Bentleys without license plates drove up to the villa‘s entrance in a row. While there was a fireworks show at the entrance of the Larson Residence, which illuminated the beautiful fixtures of the building, a red carpet had been rolled out from outside all the way to the villa.

Matthew, who had already changed into a suit, walked out from the car. As he faced all the people who took pictures and offered their congratulations, he did not bat an eye or return their gestures with a smile. According to the local custom, when one married, they were required to obtain something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.

to pick up the bride was Matthew, nobody dared to

“Matthew’s here.”

 looks

 Matthew, Floch and Rachel approached and flattered

 his usual aloof manner, Matthew ignored all the lavish decor that the villa was adorned with and asked

 You should quickly head over so that we don‘t miss the

 he arrived at Tiffany‘s room. When they saw Matthew‘s handsome face, her classmates standing by the

 God, Young Master Matthew has such

 dress up in an

 times better than those actors on TV. Urgh, Tiffany is extremely lucky. I‘m so envious right

 they call the face that Michelangelo himself sculpted? I am so in

 is out of

 all had their phones out to take

 other hand, Ruka was like a black swan in her strapless black dress making a high profile appearance; it was as if she wanted to declare to the world that she should be the one to shine. Now that she was face–to–face with Matthew, she only gave a cold smile.

 Kingses and the Dames were on good terms, he was obviously familiar with her, yet

 word to her, he walked past her and

 as she quietly waited for Matthew to show up. It wasn‘t until the stunning man with short hair and glossy, black suit appeared behind her that she finally

 reflection

 Matthew.” She stood

had rushed into the bedroom, it

 seem a

cem

 man said to Tiffany

 in unison, “Kiss her Kiss her. Carry her. When the groom picks up the bride, they also have to carry

 and carry Tiffany in the end. At that moment, Tiffany felt a sense of happiness that she had never felt before overwhelm her now that she

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