Julian typically wore black clothes year-round.

While he did own a few white suits, he rarely wore them.

Today, however, was special.

He and Kiera were getting their marriage certificate, so he chose a white suit to symbolize purity.

Emotionally, Julian was pure—his feelings as pristine as snow.

Kiera admired him and said, “You're not ugly at all.

You look even more handsome than usual.

I rarely see you in a white suit, and now you seem like a fairytale prince—my prince.” Julian smiled warmly, “Yes, I’m your prince, only yours.

And you look amazing in red.

I should've bought a red suit to match.” He was slightly disappointed that he didn't own a red suit.

Kiera blushed a little.

his wife

figured she'd better get accustomed to

Kiera confidently took Julian's arm

phone, car keys, and other

immediately provided her with

me to dress

“Me or

course! You make the dress look

chuckled, “You're hilarious.” The soon-to-be newlyweds headed downstairs, chatting and

with his uncles, aunts, and a few of his

nearly all the family elders gathered there, she quickly let go

her hand back, whispering, “The happier we look together, the more it delights my parents.” Since meeting Kiera, Julian’s

a bit embarrassed,” Kiera

and welcoming to her, treating

respect, acknowledging her as their

impression of Julian’s family, she still felt a little shy about displaying

reassured her, “Don’t

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