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.

being called his wife yet since they hadn't

she figured she'd better get accustomed

confidently took Julian's arm while holding the designer bag he gifted

bag held her documents, phone, car

had immediately provided her with a car to make

told me to

great.” “Me or the

make the dress look good,” Julian

soon-to-be newlyweds headed downstairs, chatting and

with his uncles, aunts, and a few of

the family elders gathered there, she

more it delights

a bit embarrassed,” Kiera

kind and welcoming to her, treating her with warm smiles and gentle

her respect, acknowledging her as their

family, she still felt

her,

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