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

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

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,

greatly disappointed

keeping the bride too hidden. Does he

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

Mr. Ivor is a man

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

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 him spoil his wife now he's more intense

the past. Mr. Ivo now had

the hall and began

had simplified many steps, so the ceremony only took a few minutes to

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