Chapter 51
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Chapter 51
At the shout, my fingers tightened on my dress. My heart skipped. I looked up and saw Aaron rushing toward me hair meshy, eyes filler wek panic I’d never seen. He looked almost like the old Aaron. But so what?
The priest’s voice still hung in the air. Instead of looking at Aaron, I turned to Joshua. His expression was calm, his gaze reassuring. He lightly patted the back of my hand, giving me strength.
I drew a deep breath and spoke clearly. “I do.”
Joshua’s warm fingers wrapped around mine, holding me steady.
The atmosphere shifted. A cold tension filled the air as Joshua turned to Aaron, his voice mocking. “Do you have a habit of stealing brides?
“Louisa is my fiancée!” Aaron grabbed my wrist, hard. His eyes burned with anger as he glared at Joshua.
Joshua let out a short, cutting laugh. “Aren’t you engaged to
Harvey? Why make a scene at my wedding?”
“Don’t think you can marry her just because you lured her here!” Aaron turned to me, pleading desperately. “Louise, come with me. You’re mine
I yanked my hand free, my wrist red. I met his gaze, my voice steady and cold. “I’m no one’s property. I am Louisa.” I let my voice nse so everyonk could hear. “The contract is clear. Serena was to marry you. Today, I am marrying Joshua.”
“That’s a lie!” Aaron’s eyes went bloodshot. “You don’t love him! You love me! You’ve only known him a few days!”
A bitter, mocking laugh escaped me. “Aaron, if I don’t love my own husband, how could I ever love a man who sent me to prison? A man who
⚫ believe everyone but me?”
ers rippled through the crowd. No one dared step forward. Everyone knew Joshua’s power.
Aaron’s gaze snapped to Joshua. “Did you threaten her?” He lunged.
I quickly stepped between them, shoving Aaron back. Words wouldn’t stop him. I had to make him understand. I moved to stand close to Joshua, to create an illusion of intimacy.
But before I could, Joshua suddenly leaned down. His hand slid to the back of my head. Then his lips pressed against mine.
I froze, breath caught. His kiss was soft but full of undeniable tenderness. When he released me, my body felt strangely light. His eyes held a playful glimmer as he looked down.
turned to Aaron, forcing calm. “See? This is the man I chose.”
Aaron stood stunned, as if struck by lightning. His shock turned to rage.
Joshua’s playful look vanished, replaced by icy coldness. “Mr. Cooke, do you plan to stay and watch the bridal chamber next? This is our wedding You are not invited
He ra
houting my name.
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