Scarlett's POV:
As the crowd cheered and gave us their blessings, I threw out the bouquet. When I turned around, I noticed that Nina was in Abner's arms as she caught the bouquet and lost her balance.
Everyone cheered again. Nina's face turned as red as an apple.
"It seems that you two are destined to be together," I bantered.
Nina's face turned even redder. She immediately got out of Abner's arms, feeling embarrassed. The crowd whistled and hooted at them.
The atmosphere felt great, and it could be seen in everyone's eyes how much they were enjoying.
Charles and I exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile, too.
At lunch time, everyone was singing and dancing, and the ambiance was quite convivial.
Spencer invited me to dance, and I willingly accepted.
As I danced with him, he told me so many stupid things that Charles had done during his childhood. I swore, I had never laughed so hard in my life.
The moment I turned around, Charles pulled me away.
The crowd hooted once more. "Looks like the bridegroom is jealous!"
"I've been watching you dance since you were a child. Nobody dances better than you. You can dance whenever you want, and I'll always dance with you," Charles whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I looked back at him and smiled. It turned out that he remembered that I learned to dance as a child.
"Anytime, really? What about the time when we are quarreling?" I asked.
"Ah, it's fine! We'll patch things up after the dance." Charles looked at me with affection.
"What if we break up?" I asked when I saw the happiness in his eyes.
"We're not going to break up. To be precise, we'll never get divorced. I won't let you have that opportunity!" Charles retorted.
"What happened last night..." I wanted to say something, but stopped midsentence.
"We'll talk about that later," he responded as he pinched my nose.
The entire day, everyone celebrated our wedding through dancing and singing.
Soon, night fell. The moon was riding high in the sky, and it illuminated the night.
The crowd didn't get tired even though it was night. On the contrary, they were even livelier than this morning.
Charles held my hand and took me to the tent that he had prepared.
The moment I entered, I noticed that there were all kinds of daily necessities inside it. Surprised,
I turned to him for an answer.
But he just pursed his lips and kept silent. He took off his tuxedo and unbuttoned the buttons on his sleeves and collar.
Feeling nervous, I took a step back and swallowed.
Charles and I stood across the bathtub. He stared at my belly and his face became serious.
"I'm so fucking stupid," he cursed while looking at me. "You know, I hate being lied to the most. Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"
Upon hearing that, my heart tightened. I looked at him, and said in a flirtatious voice, "Please don't be mad at me anymore, okay? I told you that I was afraid you'd feel obligated to stay with me because of the baby, so I didn't tell you."
"I don't think you trust me enough," he said, still wearing a sad face.
"It's not that I don't trust you; it's just that I don't want to affect your judgment," I explained. However, Charles didn't seem convinced.
"My husband is a gracious man, I'm sure. He's not going to get mad about what I did. So, please, honey... just forgive me. I'll listen to whatever you say from now on."
I did my best to say as many nice words as I could to please him. Soon, his face softened.
"Have I passed your test now?" Charles finally broke his silence.
I smiled at him and nodded solemnly.
He strode over to me and held me in his arm. As punishment, he bit my lip and said, "No matter what I say, you'll listen to me, okay?"
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