Sticking to the traditions, Bobby had a corsage pinned on his chest as he led Marilyn into the hall.
Right in front of them sat a couple.
They were none other than Franklin and his wife, Stephanie.
Even though Franklin was only in his sixties, he looked as if he was in his eighties.
Not only did his body appear frail, but his eyes were also sunken and had a listless look in them.
It was evident from the pallor on his face that his days were numbered.
As for Stephanie, she had a distinguished air to her and looked younger than her age despite being in her fifties.
Sitting side by side, both of them looked like two extremes of the same spectrum.
However, Franklin suddenly seemed reinvigorated at the sight of Bobby entering with his bride, his face flushing.
“Now that it's time for the ceremony to begin, we'll let the bride and groom say a prayer,” the master of ceremonies cried out.
While Bobby prayed in silence, Marilyn lifted her veil slightly to scan the surroundings.
The anxious look in her eyes couldn't be any more evident.
Did he not make it in time, or are we destined not to be together?
Anxiety began to fill Marilyn's mind.
Given how conservative the Jackson family was, her life would be done for once the ceremony was completed.
“Why is the bride pulling her veil aside?”
“Is she looking for someone?”
Marilyn's gesture triggered another round of whispering among the guests.
Bobby was infuriated upon noticing what Marilyn was doing, for he knew that she was waiting for that Harold person.
Cognizant that it wasn't the time or place to let his temper flare, Bobby quickly covered her face again with the veil.
“Are you waiting for Harold to come? Let me warn you. If he dares to show his face here, I'll definitely break his legs. As for you, you had better behave if you don't want to suffer for the rest of your life!” Bobby threatened softly.
After signaling to the matchmaker, Bobby grabbed Marilyn's head to force it down in prayer.
In spite of that, Marilyn defiantly kept her head up when she didn't see any sign of Harold.
Stunned by the sight before him, Franklin began to cough incessantly.
The healthy flush to his face, sparked by the excitement earlier, began to fade away.
“You b*tch, since you refuse to do it the easy way, we'll have to do it the hard way!”
Angered by Marilyn's refusal to complete the ceremony, Bobby raised his hand to slap her right cheek.
If his strike were to land, Marilyn would end up looking like the ugliest bride ever.
Just as everyone was expecting that to happen, a large hand appeared out of nowhere to intercept Bobby's palm.
With everyone's attention focused on Bobby and his bride, no one noticed how Harold had slipped in.
The latter had appeared right behind the two in the blink of an eye.
All the guests were filled with shock. It was inconceivable that someone would dare interfere in the Jackson family's affairs.
When Bobby felt someone grab his wrist, he turned around curiously, hoping to see who it was that dared to mess with him.
He was subsequently greeted by the sight of a handsome young man glaring at him.
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