Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 117

Waiting is the hardest part.

But finally, the day of the wedding had arrived.

Serena wasn't eagerly anticipating the wedding with Aaron. She was counting down to the moment after the ceremony when William had promised to help her leave Alderburg.

By five in the morning, Serena found herself whisked away to the hotel, sitting in the makeup room.

She felt like a Christmas tree, allowing the staff to decorate her as they saw fit.

Her eyes held no expectation, and her expression was as still as a pond, causing the staff to tread lightly around her.

At eight-thirty, with the help of the staff, Serena finally donned her wedding gown.

It was a custom piece from a high-end designer, said to be worth millions.

The surrounding staff looked on with envy.

But within Serena, there was no ripple of emotion.

Aaron had plenty of money; what he lacked was time. So he gave her the money and spent his time with Cynthia Lynwood.

"Mr. Vance."

her brought Serena back

turned to see Aaron, her

a bespoke Italian suit, Aaron appeared like

were bathed in the morning light, giving him

her with long, confident strides, each step resonating in the hearts of

look stunning today," Aaron remarked as he stopped in

wasn't flattery; it was simply the

smiled faintly, "Mr. Vance, do you know it's considered bad luck for the

what sort of

means the couple is destined

waist, his warm breath brushing

free from Aaron's grip,

Aaron's deep eyes, "Aaron, we've known each other for four years now. It's a big

nodded, "What's the

send Cynthia Lynwood away because you had

Aaron's expression shifted.

Cynthia away. How had Serena

Aaron's silence, Serena knew

she was prepared for it,

"So you knew..."