Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 680: (END)

Henrik led Khloe to the center of the stage, his gaze never once leaving her. Normally so self-assured, so calculating, he now looked utterly foolish.

Khloe felt the weight of his stare and grew flustered. She shot him a glare, her voice playful yet scolding. “Watch where you’re going! Stop staring at me.”

A slow smirk tugged at Henrik’s lips. His eyes gleamed with nothing but affection. “You’re breathtaking.”

Just as they reached the priest, he extended the microphone, unknowingly amplifying Henrik’s words across the entire venue. For a brief moment, silence hung in the air, before the guests erupted into laughter.

“Wow! Who knew Henrik could be this love-struck?”

“Khloe is stunning. No wonder he’s completely obsessed! But let’s be honest—he’s not the kind of man who gets mesmerized by just any woman. It’s only Khloe.”

“They make a perfect pair. Who would’ve thought that the couple no one believed in would be the ones standing here today?”

“How lucky they are! I wish I could find a woman as incredible as Khloe!”

The air buzzed with chatter, envy clear on every face. No one questioned Khloe’s worth anymore.

own empire. She no longer stood in Henrik’s shadow—she

and, without hesitation, slid his arm around Khloe’s waist. His grip was firm, almost possessive. “Khloe is my wife. No one

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Henrik Watson, do you take Miss Khloe Evans as your lawful wedded wife, to live together after God’s ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish her from

ribs. His voice rang out.

had fearlessly driven a pen through a man’s skull on the battlefield, she had owned his heart. Ruthless. Beautiful. Bloodstained

spend the rest of his life proving that he deserved her. He was indeed

never

word dripped with raw

husband, to live together according to God’s ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as

through her

abyss. He had the power to destroy, but he had never used it against her. If he had never entered her life, she would have never

she smiled—a soft, genuine curve of her lips. Her voice was

in them. They

fireworks exploded into the sky, dazzling like scattered