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.

wasn’t used to being called his wife yet since

she figured she'd better get accustomed to

smile, Kiera confidently took Julian's arm while holding

held her documents, phone, car keys, and other

provided her with a car

me to dress festively,”

responded, “You look great.” “Me or the

make the dress look good,” Julian

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

with his uncles, aunts, and a few of his peers, were waiting on

family elders gathered there, she quickly let go of

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

bit embarrassed,”

nothing but kind and welcoming to her, treating her

respect, acknowledging her as their

Kiera had a very positive impression of Julian’s family, she still felt

reassured her,

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