Chapter 902

“Mr. Ford...” 

“Good afternoon Mr. Ford!” 

The room was filled with voices greeting Weston. 

He nodded slightly at everyone in acknowledgment, before his eyes fell on Stella, and his eyes stayed glued on her. 

The sight of her in the wedding dress mesmerized him so much that he could only stand in complete silence. 

The last time they got married, all they did was sign their names on dotted lines and not much else. Stella was not someone special to him back then, so he didn‘t bother making any effort. Though he treated her with dignity and respect, the fact remained that he didn‘t have any feelings for her. 

In the end, all they did was invite Roger out for dinner. He didn‘t even inform any of his friends or family. He remembered how Stella thanked him for settling her brother‘s medical bills. The overall impression the day left on his mind was that the marriage was a transactional exchange. 

Yet, before he could realize it, his mind would shift to Stella every time he stood on top of a high–rise building and looked down at the crowd on the ground. Anytime he thought of home, the image of her would pop up. 

Mr. Ford? Madam still has a few dresses to

designer asked, breaking his

surrounded by a few people

told them, signaling

his eyes were glued on his bride, who was standing in front of

known that she was

her beauty was subtle. Her beauty demanded to be savored slowly and patiently, a beauty that compelled

he hailed from. He was used to having the best of everything, including beautiful admirers. Guinevere, for example, was a gorgeous woman who had been in

warm up to them

beauty

to see her face without makeup. He wanted to see her all made up

all stripped, without so much

was now his

up to see Weston in through the mirror where their eyes

him and asked, “How do

“Stunning,” he replied. 

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