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.

along Jonathan and

was the talk

Jonathan cut from the Metzger family?”

nearly died, Mrs. Metzger couldn’t

for Saskia. How come he’s now with Ophelia?”

was just a ploy to keep Saskia from joining the family. Now that

hadn’t expected Mrs. Metzger to attend, and she was even more worried that Jonathan might cause a scene, especially considering how much he used to care for her. She didn’t want her wedding day marred

groom’s face was also a mask of restraint barely containing his discomfort.

held Ophelia’s hand, his recent illness still evident in his pallor, yet his natural

like everyone’s talking about me?” Jonathan

glance from Ophelia silenced the gossiping guests. Her word was law in the Joyner family, and no

a gift from her purse. “Ms. Lynette, best wishes

She was fixated on Jonathan, fearing he might start trouble at any

her surprise, Jonathan seemed preoccupied with Ophelia, barely glancing her