EX-husband Groveling to Me novel Chapter 606

Chapter 606 I'm in a hurry to get married

Jasmine was unaware of all that was happening offstage, and by the time she finished her task and got offstage, Sara and the groom were already exchanging rings and the food was just about ready for each table.

Jasmine was not feeling hungry, she felt she was standing so close to the front, and the light overhead was so bright, it was shy, she just wanted to get down early.

This moment down, see the table full of dishes, immediately feel hungry.

This table was filled with bridesmaids and bridesmaids' boyfriends. In addition to Jasmine and Lincoln, Sara's best friend and her cousin's boyfriend were also present.

I have to say that Sara marriage is really generous, ten dishes on the table, a single plate of ten small green dragon out to thousands of dollars, not to mention the abalone and sea cucumber.

As soon as Jasmine was seated, Lincoln poured her a glass of juice: "Do your feet hurt?"

He whispered down in question, his opening breath hitting the back of her ear, and Jasmine's hand holding the cup shrank, a little sheepish: "It doesn't hurt."

With a Band-Aid on and nothing scraping on the heel, it naturally doesn't hurt.

"Shrimp for dinner?"

"Nnnn."

Lincoln ladled her a bowl of soup, then took two small green dragons and placed them on a dinner plate in front of him, cutting them for her without haste.

Jasmine pretty much just ate the whole time, she didn't have to do anything, she wanted to eat something, looked at it, and the next second the man next to her pinned it on.

In just five or six minutes, it took the breath away from the others at the table.

Sara's best friend elbowed her boyfriend: "Look at Miss Read's boyfriend, how considerate he is."

Next to Sara's cousin also some disgust: "will not give me open lobster even if, even clip vegetables are not to me clip, no love no love."

They have been talking with their boyfriends for quite a long time, so they are naturally envious, but they have been talking for three to five years, and their feelings are there.

These words were obviously joking and amusing. Jasmine, who was thin-skinned, was sitting there biting into the abalone Lincoln had ladled into her bowl, and felt her face was even hotter than the bowl of soup she had just drunk.

On the side, Lincoln acted like it was nothing, seeing her soup bowl empty, "Want more soup?"

Jasmine nodded, "To."

This soup is weirdly good.

Eden and Iris two single dogs to watch the breathtaking, no boyfriend had to eat in silence on the sidelines.

But it didn't take long for the bride and groom, who had finished speaking on stage, to start calling them up to throw their bouquets.

More than ten minutes of time, in addition to Lincoln has been in the side of the dishes peeled shrimp to let Jasmine eat full, the others did not eat enough to wipe the mouth hurriedly to fill the lipstick on stage.

The lights on the stage were blinding, and Jasmine couldn't help but squint as she stood up.

To liven things up, the host asked them if the bridesmaids had boyfriends and asked which one was getting married.

The boyfriend is there, the wedding date will be in but not.

The host is also humorous: "It does not matter, in this case, the bride can throw the right point, our two bridesmaids can find the right man, it depends on you!"

Eden, always the bold one, was standing right next to the host and was not only unashamed to hear this, but also grabbed the microphone: "Sara, watch Jasmine throw the bouquet! We have just been fed dog food by her and Lincoln to the point that we have lost our appetite for the sea food on the table!"

Her voice went out through the microphone and the whole meeting hall heard it, some laughed, some applauded.

Iris also thoughtfully pushed Jasmine out as soon as she could, and Jasmine stood there, her face red with embarrassment.

Sara gave Jasmine a look, "Then I will live up to the expectations!"

She said, turned around and raised her hand to hold the bouquet and threw it back heavily.

Just as the two returned to the room, the waiter brought over the antibiotic tablets.

Lincoln broke her a few pieces according to the dosage: "Just chew it, it's not hard to eat."

Jasmine opened her mouth and took the tablets in, and sat for a while before she felt her tightly packed stomach not hold up so much.

Lincoln was on the phone outside the balcony, his low male voice coming in now and then, and Jasmine heard him talking about a recent project.

The bouquet that she "grabbed" was sitting on the coffee table when Jasmine looked up and saw it.

She remembered that she and Lincoln had only been together for less than two months, and now she had "snatched" the bouquet at the wedding, he wouldn't think she was in a hurry to get married, would he?

Thinking about it, Jasmine was a little anxious and overwhelmed.

She didn't know how she was going to explain to Lincoln that she wasn't like that!

In the middle of the walk, the man walked in and saw her sitting on the sofa dazed, "Still having a hard time?"

Jasmine shook her head, looked up at him, and pursed her lips, "Lincoln yeah, I really didn't mean to rush the marriage."

She said the words with difficulty.

The man's eyebrows twitched as he looked at her and suddenly stopped talking.

Jasmine's heart beat faster as she looked at her, and for a moment, the other side suddenly moved, "I'm in a hurry."

She was a bit overwhelmed by the response, "Huh?"

"I'm getting older and I'm in a hurry to get married."