Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0238

Sydney nodded, sniffling softly as she tried to regain her composure.

"Come on now, not you too," she chided, pulling back and giving Grace's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "You'll ruin your makeup, and we can't have that."

Grace let out a shaky laugh, blinking rapidly to clear her vision.

Sydney smiled and handed Grace the exquisite bouquet that had been carefully arranged for the occasion.

"Here, take this," she said, handing the fragrant bundle of flowers to Grace. "Everyone's waiting for us."

Grace accepted the bouquet with a grateful nod, her fingers caressing the petals.

"Thank you, love."

Arm in arm, the two friends made their way down the elegantly decorated hallway. Sydney was still dabbing at her eyes because the tears wouldn't stop coming.

Then she saw a hankie in front of her.

She looked up beside her and saw Mark walking beside her with a lopsided grin

"You'll ruin your makeup if you keep crying like that."

Sydney took the cloth and dabbed at her eyes.

"You can return it to me some other time," he gestured to the handkerchief.

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her eyes went to the collar of his shirt and she said, "Your

of his tie, his

help?" his

course not,"

Mark inquired, glancing around as if expecting the precocious

the old aunties, waiting in the hall. They wanted him to keep

reached the

the aisle, and exchanged one last meaningful look with Sydney

as she

ago at the hospital, who then became her boyfriend, fiancé and now, her husband-to-be. His eyes shone with love and adoration as he

ceremony proceeded with a dreamlike quality, the exchange of vows and

the officiant uttered those fateful words, "You

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guests, everyone rising to their

tossed it over her shoulder. This elicited a chorus of cheers and good-natured ribbing from the assembled well-wishers. Even Mark who was busy cradling a sleepy

reception continued in merriment, eating

getting throngs out together and Impulsively thrust

take it," she

down at the

"But... you earned it."

it," she insisted

the bouquet into his

but genty held her