Let's Get Married

Hearing it, Sally can't help but think of Karl. Karl is no longer young, but he is completely focused on medicine and has no intention of getting married yet.

She reckons she still needs to wait a long time before marrying someone in a wedding gown. So it's best not to have such a beautiful imagination.

As time passes, Lily is about to step onto the stage. With the help of the staff, she walks to a small room on the side of the stage. Outside the room is a staircase that isn't particularly tall so that the bride could step on the stage slowly.

Lily carefully carries the hem of the wedding gown and walks in. Inside the room, Harry, who is wearing a black suit and a white shirt, is also waiting anxiously.

They look at each other in silence at first as a faint warmth and emotion slowly flow around them. When Harry reaches for her and takes her hand steadily, Lily can't help but cry. "Dad...."

Harry is moved. He says with a smile, "The bride can't cry."

Lily sniffs. "Okay. I won't be beautiful if I cry."

"Who said that? My daughter is the most beautiful!" As he speaks, he raises his hand to tidy up her veil, his eyes filled with the kindness of a father.

The emotions in those aged eyes are so familiar to Lily. As a father, Harry has been caring for her for decades. He is her haven no matter what happens.

They face the door of the house. Lily puts her hand on Harry's arm. Looking at the thick golden door, she is a little dazed. "Dad, I'm getting married."

Rex have been together for years, hearing these

day will come. Harry opens his mouth and wants to say something, but there's too much he wants to say. In the end, he only says, "Lily, I'm

and says, "Dad, no matter whom I marry, I'll always be

should focus on your own family. Your mom and I are fine. We're happy as long as you're happy." Harry has never been an expert at expressing

to talk about love. But when seeing his daughter getting married and thinking of entrusting her to another man, he

The wedding host is starting the ceremony," the staff reminds

hear her own heartbeat. She takes a quick glimpse around but doesn't see

bridesmaids, best men, and

best men are at the designated position. You

in this tense vibe. A thin layer of sweat breaks out in her palms, but she doesn't notice it at all. Her mind is filled

vague concept of the ceremony but hasn't seen the complete design of the scene since the wedding arrangements.

"Here comes our bride!"

rustle and make the final adjustments. In less than a dozen seconds, the door in front of Lily is slowly opened from the outside. A dazzling light shines in. Harry raises his arm and

solemn wedding march as she takes the first step. She sees the flower path beneath her feet, the large flower walls, and the huge dream-catcher hanging at the end of

three steps... She walks up the stairs and appears in everyone's sight. Reluctant to be the highlight as she is, at this moment she ignores all other people's glares. All she can see is the man in a black suit and a bow tie who is standing upright not far away and

walked for a century. No one is talking