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."

behind her brought Serena back to the

Aaron, her

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

were bathed in the morning light,

walked towards her with long, confident strides, each step resonating

look stunning today," Aaron remarked as he stopped

wasn't flattery; it was

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

what sort

the wedding means the couple

flicker of discomfort crossed Aaron's face, but he wrapped his arm around Serena's waist, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, "That's just

from Aaron's grip, but he

each other for four years now. It's a big day, so I'll be

"What's

away because you had ulterior

Aaron's expression shifted.

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

Serena knew her suspicions were

prepared for it, her heart still

"So you knew..."