"No wedding?" Gordon's voice rose sharply. "Absolutely not!"
Hank frowned deeply. "I don't agree."
Giselle blinked, turning to Hank. He was looking at her, leaving zero room for negotiation.
"Giselle," his voice was deep and solemn. "The wedding is happening. I absolutely refuse to let you and our daughter feel slighted in any way."
Marcella chimed in firmly, "Giselle, dear, you cannot skip the wedding. You suffered so much raising Gigi all by yourself these past few years. The Lonsdale family will not let you be wronged. Every single tradition and formality must be honored."
Forrest nodded in agreement. "This isn't just about the two of you; it's a statement from the Lonsdale family. You are joining our family, and we are going to make sure the entire world knows you were welcomed with the utmost respect."
Loyce squeezed her hand. "Don't turn this down, Giselle."
Giselle looked back at Hank. His eyes were overflowing with unwavering devotion.
He took her hand, enveloping her slender fingers in his large, warm palm. "You deserve the best. And Gigi deserves to see her parents have a beautiful, formal wedding."
He paused, lowering his voice, every word hammering into her heart. "I want the whole world to know that Giselle Turner is my legally wedded wife, the woman I will love for the rest of my life."
Giselle couldn't stop her eyes from welling up with tears.
Gigi slid off Gordon's lap and trotted over to Giselle, looking up with her sweet, angelic face. "Mommy, I want to see you wear a beautiful wedding gown! You'll look like a princess!"
Gordon laughed boisterously. "Listen to that! Even Gigi agrees! It's settled. The wedding is happening, and it's going to be the grandest event this city has ever seen!"
Hank rubbed his thumb soothingly over the back of her hand. "Don't say no, okay?"
Looking at the warm, loving family surrounding her, Giselle finally gave a gentle nod, her voice thick with emotion. "Okay."
A breathtaking smile broke across Hank's face, the pure joy reaching his eyes.
Gordon slapped the armrest of his chair in satisfaction. "That's more like it! Come here, Gigi, Great-grandpa is going to teach you how to play chess so you can beat your dad when you grow up!"
Gigi clapped her hands excitedly. "Yay! I'm going to beat Daddy!"
Hank chuckled. "We'll see if you can even learn the rules first."
"I'll learn them!" Gigi puffed her cheeks indignantly, making the whole room burst into laughter.
That evening, the family enjoyed a warm, lively dinner, but Morris uncharacteristically excused himself early.


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