Chapter 550

Cherise quickly opened the envelope. Inside was a single sheet of paper covered in black ink. As she began to read from the top, her expression gradually changed. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers tightened around the edges of the

paper.

Dora, who had become more perceptive since becoming a mother, noticed Cherise’s discomfort and asked, “Cherise, are you alright?”

Cherise handed the paper to Dora.

Upon reading it, Dora’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Th–This can’t be real, can it?”

Cherise shook her head. “I’m not sure, but I recognize the handwriting. It’s definitely hers.”

The others, unaware of the situation, sensed the sudden tension.

“Is everything okay? Will this affect the wedding proceedings?”

“Cherise, you look troubled.”

“Boss, what’s going on?”

“Cherise, is there a problem with this letter?”

Cherise glanced at Dora and said, “Hold onto this for me. It’s nothing serious. Someone just wished me a happy marriage. It’s a good thing. Let’s go out now. Morris is waiting for me. We’ll deal with this after the wedding is over.”

With that, she regained her composure and smiled shyly, the way a bride should, radiating happiness.

Outside, Carson, seated in his wheelchair, was waiting for her in the banquet hall. Seeing Cherise emerge from the dressing room with her bridesmaids, he smiled warmly.

“Are you ready? Cherise, you truly are the most beautiful bride in the world. Let’s go, my dear. Your husband is waiting for you.”

Cherise nodded and replied, “I’m ready. Please lead me in,” She walked behind Carson’s wheelchair, placing her hands on the handles, and slowly pushed him towards the closed doors that symbolized happiness and marriage.

present, he seemed even more unattainable,

his hand added a touch of approachability, and his eyes were filled with tenderness as he

atmosphere in the venue was romantic and elegant, with expensive flowers everywhere. The style appeared simple

groom has been eagerly waiting for his bride, who is making her grand entrance accompanied by

that Morris had been staring at

on Carson and Cherise. One was an elderly man with an air of wisdom, and the other was

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white

Fue

princess.

crowd couldn’t help but gasp in

dress. She had insisted on

mermaid–style dress accentuated Cherise’s delicate and shapely figure. Her hair was

down to her waist like a misty cloud made her look like a fairy who had wandered into the

“Beautiful!”

“Fairy!”

“Stunning!”

“Envious!”

“Wow!”

at a loss for words, and these few adjectives were repeated

step forward and greet our beautiful bride, Cherise. Also, Mr.

for a long time. Before Mateo even finished speaking,

this rare display of emotion from the usually

was overjoyed. “Look at my grandson! If it

distance wasn’t short, but Morris reached Cherise in no time. As he got close to her, he knelt down on one knee, just like he had during his proposal. “Cherise, thank you for being my bride, my wife!” His

microphone next to Carson, who nodded contentedly. He had been leading Cherise forward and said, “Morris, I

I’ll hand

children of my own, but I have a few good apprentices. Arthur is one, and Eugene is another.

no matter what you thought of Cherise, I am her family, her

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