“You’re so cheeky.” Sophia hit Arthur’s chest with her fist playfully.
“Let’s get down the car.” Arthur smiled as he kissed her forehead and comforted her.
“I’m really nervous.” She nodded and clutched her chest nervously.
“Don’t be scared. I’m here.” He held her hand to reassure her.
The bodyguards and assistants were all waiting for them outside the car as the car door opened. The stylist helped her to rearrange her train while Arthur personally covered her veil for her. Her beautiful face could be vaguely seen behind the veil. The towering church building looked majestic and sacred, which caught Sophia’s attention. The golden domes of the building glistered as the sunlight shone on it, which made it seem holy.
Both of them walked toward the direction of the chapel, hand in hand. Just then, the steward that had been waiting since morning hurried over.
“Young Master, you’re finally here. You should hurry, as the guests had been waiting for a long time.”
As the bride’s face was covered with a veil, no one noticed that it wasn’t Emily. Sophia was so nervous that her palms were sweating profusely. As she looked at the guests who were smiling at them and showering them with good wishes, she bet they thought she was Emily.
Arthur could feel her sweaty hands and leaned in before whispering, “Everything will be fine.”
Upon hearing his words, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes through the veil. Marrying him was not only the bravest thing she had done in her life, but it was also the best thing that had happened to her. His comforting words gave her the confidence to face whatever would come to them. She took a deep breath, nodded, and walked on the red carpet as she held his hand. When the guests that had been waiting the whole morning finally saw the bride and groom, they clapped to welcome the couple’s arrival. After the applause stopped, the wedding symphony surrounded the chapel.
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