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 him

lowered his head, stepped out under the veil, and led Bonnie

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 veil was quickly put back in place, hiding the bride's

disappointed and

is keeping the bride too hidden. Does he not want us to see

secretive? Even on their wedding day, he won't let us see even a bit

Ivor is

whole city tremble just by stomping his foot. To be so deeply pampered by such a cold and noble man makes

back then, but they all failed. After that, everyone thought Mr. Ivor wasn't interested in women, but seeing him spoil his wife now he's more intense

of women. But that was all in the past. Mr. Ivo now had a wife he adored, and they

the hall and began the Western

so the ceremony only took a few minutes to

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