Bonnie rolled her eyes again, looking at him as if he were a fool. "Do you think I'd believe that nonsense?" "Haha-" Ivor let out a deep, low chuckle from his throat.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Actually, I recognized you from your stance."

"Stance?" Bonnie was surprised; she couldn't even remember her stance. "How did you tell?"

Ivor smiled as he explained, "Your stance is very straight, like a proud little poplar standing against the wind-neither humble nor arrogant. Just by standing there, you become a sight to behold, naturally drawing everyone's attention. In contrast, Avril's stance, while not bad, is noticeably different from yours. That's how I recognized you immediately."

After hearing his words, Bonnie's eyes sparkled. She muttered, "I didn't realize you observe me so closely."

"Only by doing so can I understand you better." Ivor's large hand slid down, accurately finding and holding Bonnie's hand. "The ceremony is about to start. Let's go inside."

from his words, Bonnie heard

his head, stepped out under the veil, and led

guests watching were craning their necks, eagerly staring at Bonnie's veil, hoping to glimpse the bride's true face when Ivor emerged from under it. However, the

guests were greatly disappointed and let out heavy

the bride too hidden. Does he not want us to

Ivor to keep her so secretive? Even on their wedding day, he won't

Ivor is a man

tremble just by stomping his foot. To be so deeply pampered

noble ladies had lined up hoping to catch Mr. Ivor's eye back then, but they all failed. After that, everyone thought Mr. Ivor wasn't interested in women, but seeing

rejections of women. But that was all in the

hall and began the

simplified many steps, so the ceremony only

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