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."

his words, Bonnie heard him mention the ceremony and responded

out under the

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 face

disappointed

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

for Mr. Ivor to keep her so secretive? Even on their wedding day, he won't let us

know, Mr. Ivor is a man

stomping his foot. To be so deeply pampered by such a

Mr. Ivor's eye back then, but they all failed. After that, everyone thought Mr. Ivor wasn't

guests could talk for days about Ivor's past rejections of women. But that was all in the past. Mr. Ivo now

entered the hall and began the

ceremony only

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