My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 536:

White roses decorated the tracks, leading from the foot of the mountain to a cliff midway up. The venue, which had appeared modest in photographs, actually spanned the size of a basketball court and was enclosed specifically for the occasion.

Guests stepped from the carriage onto a pathway inlaid with seashells, which meandered toward the stage. Near the stage, Shawn, Melany, Billie, and other close members of the Norris family took their seats. At a different table, Carrie’s dear friends—Ruby, Asher, Soren, and Beverly—gathered, standing in for her absent family on this special day.

Off to one side, a celebrated pianist coaxed sweet melodies from a white grand piano. Camille assisted Carrie as she alighted from the carriage.

With her hair styled in an elegant updo, Carrie’s veil shimmered with diamonds and pearls, like stars sparkling over the ocean. The sunlight shimmered on her gown, lending it a radiant aura akin to snow dusted with gold.

Carrie’s presence was enchanting, like a mermaid princess emerging from the sea or a forest nymph coming to life. The assembly was utterly captivated, their eyes fixed on her. Each glimpse of Carrie seemed to redefine beauty for them anew.

could destiny play such a cruel game, allowing the

from afar, his gaze filled with a possessive sharpness. He longed for the crowd

hold back any longer. He hurried down the shell-strewn path toward

with pearls and diamonds, complemented Carrie’s bridal dress

he extended his hand

his hand, and together they stepped toward the center

Carrie addressed the gathered crowd. “This bouquet won’t be tossed blindly today. Tradition says the catcher will be next to marry. I’ve chosen to give this honor directly to my best

extended the

hands over her mouth, tears brimming in her eyes. Beside her, Albin

Camille and Albin, her voice soft yet heartfelt.