As the Byrne family gathered for a group photo, Molly suddenly felt a wave of emotion hit her hard. Turning away, Mia stayed by her side, offering comforting words for what seemed like forever. "Molly, do you believe that our mom has become the sunshine, watching over you right now?" Mia whispered gently, her voice a soothing balm for Molly's sorrow.

Hansen, understanding his daughter's grief, stood up and said softly but firmly, "Come on, let's go light a candle for your mom."

The Byrne household was buzzing with excitement, and only on the big day did Coleen and Kendrick truly realize the joy of welcoming a daughter-in-law.

"Look at your family, taking in a girl halfway through her life and raising her as your own. Now, she's about to become your daughter-in-law. That's a real blessing," someone remarked.

Coleen, laughing, playfully complained, "You all know how much of a handful my girl can be. She's been your headache since she was little."

"What's there to worry about? After the wedding, it's Chad's turn to deal with our Molly. You can wash your hands of it," they teased.

Coleen nodded with a smile. "You're right, but Chad has a knack for handling Molly."

While the Byrnes were filled with joy, the Cedillos were soaked in sorrow. The bride was in tears, "Andre, you're the strongest. Can't you just stop me from getting married?" Andre was speechless.

Waking up, little Henry looked at his aunt, who seemed to be stealing his title of 'Crybaby,' completely baffled. What's going on? Is there a competition for this now?

Mia tried to comfort her sister, "Stop crying, Molly. You're even stealing the spotlight from my son. Usually, he'd be the one crying at this time, but today, you've outdone him." Molly looked at her confused nephew. "Henry, how about you marry into the Byrne family with your aunt?"

Henry turned his face away, clearly not interested.

Early in the morning, the wedding procession of cars lined up outside the Cedillo residence was a sight to behold.

Chad, as promised, arrived dressed in Molly's favorite style, bouquet in hand, a beacon of happiness as he approached the Cedillo home.

Upon entering, Leo, the eldest nephew, was handed a generous gift.

Swinging the gift, Leo mused, "Never thought I'd receive a wedding gift from Jade, and as a nephew, no less."

Soon, Leo received another gift, this one meant for Anya to be kept safe.

peculiar situation, blocking the bedroom

quickly intervened, "A child in the basin signifies prosperity and blessings for the

bent down, lifting the little one from the basin and tucking a generous

was too adorable, stealing the show. Deciding it

room, Molly was frantically hiding her wedding shoes. "What should I do? Where should

them in the

his groomsmen do for a living? Hiding something right under the noses of cops seems a bit misguided." The room was bustling with Mia, Naomi, and several of Molly's distant cousins, all gathered, some with children

"Either the shoes get ruined today, or I

idea, "Auntie, just throw your wedding shoes out the window. Uncle

your aunt still wants

shoes out would mean searching for them

laughter to the room, her naivety

hiding spot proved challenging, especially with

"Molly, where does

pondered, "He goes

stir among the women, especially since the shoes were still not hidden. Molly directed, "Mia, guard the door. If anyone tries to come in,

Mia was speechless.

knock sounded, "Molly, open up, I'm

Molly tossed her wedding shoes onto the top of

wondered, "Auntie, if you can't reach your shoes, how will you

for whoever wants to marry me

slid more than twenty gifts under the door. "Is this enough

groomsmen are some of our city's finest. Let's test your professional knowledge. Get the question wrong, and you can't marry our Molly," Stephania announced from

knocked, "Honey, open the door for me, will

Our sides aren't the same,"

looked back at Chad, "Master, I have

his police academy days heard about the wedding, they all showed up, a

work, what will?"

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