No One But You novel Chapter 63

At my request, my wedding with Brooke and Calvin’s wedding with Sophie were held at the same venue.

The wedding was held on a golf course, on the lawn of course, which was very popular these days. I used to dream about it. At that time, I even talked to Daniel that we should save money to hold a wedding like this.

From that point of view, it seemed that marrying a rich man was indeed a good thing because at least money was no longer a matter of concern.

Brooke was driving and I sat beside him. Zofia was in another car because there was no more space in our car.

I rest my chin in my hand, looking at the scenery outside the window and singing.

I barley threw a glance over Brooke. The wind messed his hair about, and his eyes were hard to see. Looked from this angle, he looked very much like Calvin. My heart ached.

If this crazy feeling was the so-called love, then I guessed Daniel and I were not in love at all. Every time I saw Brooke, I would think of Calvin.

Calvin would take me for a drive in the past. He had a similar car like this one. When he started the engine, the convertible just looked very cool. He would sit in the driver seat, one hand on the wheel, another holding mine.

I was happy at that time.

But it was not until now that I started to realize that my time with Calvin was the happiest in my life.

Of course, what I meant was the time with the man, not including the time with my parents and friends. Brooke held my left hand suddenly. I turned around and said, “Let go of my hand. I can offer you excellent performance, but not sexual services.”

“What performance can you provide?” Brooke was amused by me. His smiling face made him milder than before.

“I am going to perform a stripper.”

Only when I talked nonsense did I feel better.

We arrived at the scene.

A vast green grass. Blue sky. White clouds. Pink balloons. Peach roses. The most beautiful combination of colors ever seen in the world.

“So cheesy.” Zofia whispered to me when she got out of the car. I retorted, “It is beautiful. Don’t be sour grapes because this is not your wedding.”

Beauty can never turn into ugly, and verse vice. Rich men can own all the beautiful things without much effort. Brooke and I walked in hand in hand. Many people came to us to give their congratulations. There was cheering and petals.

Actually we were much late because we headed to the snack bar halfway when I felt hungry.

The hostess was quite surprised seeing a bride wearing a wedding dress eating kebabs there.

Therefore, when we arrived, almost all the guests were there.

Since I was not hungry, I could wander around finding something to eat.

But unfortunately, soon I saw Calvin and Sophie.