Ryan blinked and said, "Mommy is out."
Xavier raised his eyebrows slightly. he asked her to wait at home. 'Why did she go out?'
'Ryan hasn't recovered yet. Where did she go?'
Xavier took out his phone and was about to call Arya when Nanny Joy came over, "Miss Harrison is going to a wedding. She'll be back later."
Arya told Nanny Joy how to answer if Xavier asked her to leave.
Originally, she wanted to take Ryan with her. After all, Caspar had taken care of Ryan for so long, but Ryan was not in good health.
And in the past, Ryan was with Caspar. Arya was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings if she took him there.
'Wedding?'
'Whose wedding? Why didn't he know?' Xavier pursed his lips, looked unhappy.
"Oh, a woman's marriage is a lifelong event. Without a wedding, it's not a marriage." Nanny Joy said intentionally.
She felt that since the two had already agreed to get married, a wedding should be held mirthfully in public.
'Why should they hide?'
Arya said she didn't care, but Nanny Joy couldn't bear it.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with Arya. She was kind and easy to get along with.
Although in the beginning, when Arya was with Xavier, she was like a mistress.
However, she could tell that they liked each other.
Xavier pondered over Nanny Joy's words.
'Does all women like romance and want a grand wedding when they get married?'
Ryan put his arms around Xavier's neck. "Dad, what are you thinking?"
Xavier glanced at his son, "Do you want your mommy to be happy?"
Ryan nodded without hesitation. "Yes."
"But what should we do to make mommy happy?"
Ryan blinked.
"Dad, what are we going to do?" Ryan asked.
Xavier had no idea of what is meant by "romantic".
He took out his cell phone and made a call as he walked out...
At this time, a wedding was being held in Pearl Hotel.
It wasn't grand, but the wedding venue was decorated exceptionally romantic. A purple prevailing color, contrast color of white, and a hazy warm beam of light created a dreamy effect.
The flowers wrapped around people made them feel like they were in a sea of flowers.
The people who came to the wedding were all close relatives. There were no relatives on Selena's side. They were basically relatives on Caspar's side.
In the lounge, Selena stood in front of the fitting mirror with exquisite makeup and a white wedding dress wrapped around her delicate body.
Arya adjusted her skirt hemline. The skirt's hemline of the wedding dress was very long with pearls at the edges.
In fact, Selena and Sunny looked very similar, but Selena was taller.
Seeing Selena, Arya couldn't help but think of Sunny.
There was some melancholy inwardly, but her face showed no emotion. Today was a good day, and Sunny would be very happy if she was here.
Arya grabbed Selena's hand and placed a key to the door in her palm.
Selena looked at Arya in confusion. "What are you doing?"
"A wedding present for you." Sunny was gone. She called her Arya, and she should think about her.
Selena declined. "No, it's too expensive."
'How can I take the house?'
Arya clenched her hand, "Keep it. Just take it as a dowry."
Selena had no family. She had not been back from abroad for long, so she was not rich.
Although Caspar certainly wouldn't care, his parents would.
She didn't want Selena to be looked down on.
Arya had put the home-buying on the agenda since the day she received the invitation.
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