Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 531 Not For Sharing This didn't surprise me. He had mentioned it long ago after witnessing my severe postpartum hemorrhage. He swore he would never let me endure the pain of

childbirth again.

That was fine. We already had Everett and Everly. There were no regrets left.

I placed the document back where I found it, pretending I had never discovered this secret.

The wedding dress had been altered multiple times.

I was even thinner now than before giving birth. No matter how much I tried to recover in the past few months-whether physically or in terms of energy-I could never return to how I used to be.

For a long time, I was actually terrified of seeing wedding dresses. Even gowns with trailing skirts that resembled them made me anxious.

From Wisteria's endless schemes to the night I was stabbed, wedding dresses were never white in my eyes-they were stained crimson with blood.

Before me lay two options. One was white and one was red.

The white gown had been prepared over a year ago, while the red one was newly custom-made.

He wanted to make up for the regrets of our past lives by holding two weddings with different styles.

When I stepped out wearing the white wedding dress, the staff couldn't help but praise me. "Mrs. Bolton, I'm not exaggerating when I say you're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen."

I looked at the massive floor-to-ceiling mirror, seeing my own reflection.

With the makeup, I no longer appeared pale or sickly. If anything, my features seemed even more refined than before.

The red beauty mark at the center of my brow accentuated my ethereal appearance, and I barely recognized myself.

The dress wasn't adorned with intricate embellishments but was instead incredibly light and airy, with a delicate texture that resembled falling petals. The hem was slightly tangled.

Before the staff could adjust it for me, a familiar voice spoke. "I got it."

Luke knelt down and patiently straightened the gown for me.

When he stood up, his eyes were slightly red.

I remembered the day I tried on my dress in my past life when Wisteria had worn my wedding gown. When I protested, the Sanders ganged up against me, accusing me of making a big deal out of nothing. In the end, Josh even slapped

me.

arm around Wisteria's shoulders, comforting her, while I, the true bride, had been

by and witness my

also changed into his suit. Then,

a ring in his hand. "Chloe, will you marry me?" he asked

as I was stunned by

signed the marriage certificate and we even had

"Say yes! Say yes!"

to see our family and friends gathered in

sudden ceremony caught me off guard,

from both lives flooded my mind. He had once told me

died before I could

eyes instantly. "Yes,

other in a tight embrace, under the gaze of our

It's fine

have whatever others

wouldn't let me miss

make up

in happiness, I saw Luke

continued, an inexplicable nervousness settled in my

if it was just pre-wedding jitters or if the shadows of my

this time with her children. Time had truly

little ones

beside them. "This is your

spoke in their soft, innocent voices,

down and patted their

only ever seen them in photos and videos before. This was my first time seeing them in person. They were absolutely adorable-so soft and chubby that I wanted to

on tiptoes, trying to peek into the

scooped them up

are

uncles now, so you have to protect

reached out and gently poked Everly's cheek. It

wanting

grabbed his hand and

Philippa laughed. "Little foodie."

with the children, the questions lingering in my mind finally

taken Philippa's surname. The older brother was Lucian Wilcher,