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."

respectful voice behind her brought Serena back to the

turned to see Aaron,

a bespoke Italian suit, Aaron appeared like a prince, exuding

bathed in the

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

today," Aaron remarked as he stopped in front

it was

it's considered bad luck for the groom

an eyebrow, "And what sort of bad luck

the wedding means the couple is destined to part,"

he wrapped his arm around Serena's waist, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, "That's just

to break free from Aaron's grip, but he held

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

nodded, "What's

Cynthia Lynwood away because you had

Aaron's expression shifted.

did have personal reasons for sending Cynthia away. How had Serena figured it

Serena knew her suspicions

was prepared for it, her

"So you knew..."