The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 972

The bridesmaids were relentless, egging on the groom to drop to one knee and propose – a traditional romantic gesture they’d seen in countless movies.

The groom, a man who was more used to standing tall and proud than bending a knee, struggled with the idea. Yet, under the watchful eyes of the wedding party, he managed to find a tender compromise, kneeling halfway on the plush carpet. “Saskia, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife, of building a home with me?”

Saskia, seizing the moment, said simply, “Yes.”

The groom stood, lifting her into his arms as a bout of laughter erupted from the bridesmaids and groomsmen. The sound mingled with the pop of confetti cannons, filling the sky with celebration.

Brittany and Isaac, along with their son Daniel, followed Yuri to the church wedding venue. Church weddings were always so predictably identical.

Brittany had been to her fair share of weddings and the novelty had long worn off for her. Daniel, on the other hand, was wide-eyed with curiosity, clinging to her at every opportunity.

Isaac felt a twinge of jealousy, but he couldn’t show it – not towards his own son.

The union of the land-owning families had drawn in the elite of Craneville, including the Metzger family.

they weren’t alone.

brought along Jonathan and Ophelia

the talk of the

from the Metzger

Jonathan’s injury, when he nearly died, Mrs. Metzger couldn’t bear the thought of losing her son. She

to be head-over-heels for Saskia. How

Now that Saskia’s found someone else, Mrs. Metzger has welcomed Jonathan

especially considering how much he

face was also a mask of restraint barely

the ceremony, Jonathan held Ophelia’s hand, his recent illness still evident in his pallor, yet his natural charisma

about me?”

single sharp glance from Ophelia silenced the gossiping guests. Her word was law in

newlyweds and presented a gift from her purse. “Ms. Lynette, best wishes on your wedding day.”

She was fixated on Jonathan, fearing

her surprise, Jonathan seemed preoccupied with Ophelia, barely glancing