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.

wife yet since they hadn't

she figured she'd better get

a smile, Kiera confidently took Julian's arm while holding the

phone,

in Wiltspoon, Julian’s family had immediately provided her with a

to

“You look great.” “Me or the dress?”

the dress look good,”

soon-to-be newlyweds headed

his uncles, aunts, and a few of his peers,

the family elders gathered there, she quickly let go of

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

bit embarrassed,” Kiera

welcoming to her, treating her

her respect, acknowledging her as their

impression of Julian’s family, she still felt a little shy about displaying affection in front of so

her, “Don’t be

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