The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1663:

Under the crowd’s gaze, she walked slowly down the aisle. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting her soft features.

The lights danced on the beads and diamonds sewn into her gown, sparkling with every step. Gasps of admiration echoed in the hall.

Rachel moved carefully in her heels, her heart racing. Excitement and nerves swirled inside her as she looked ahead—straight at the man waiting at the altar.

She had imagined this scene a thousand times.

In her dreams, she wore a one-of-a-kind gown, walking through a sea of flowers. The world faded around her as she married her prince on a stage lit by love and envy alike.

Now, that dream was real. And the joy in her chest spilled over as tears welled in her eyes.

As Jules stepped forward, Rachel held her father’s arm a little tighter.

He stopped before her, lowered to one knee, and held out the bouquet. Tears glimmered in her eyes as she reached for the flowers that symbolized forever.

Her father placed her hand into Jules’s. His voice was thick with emotion.

your hands. Please take

as Jules’s

it a

“I will,” he said.

something deep inside

whispered, dabbing her cheeks with a handkerchief. Hand in hand, they walked to the

the

exchanged rings. When they kissed, Rachel’s tears sparkled like pearls, catching the light as they slid down

that moment, she finally closed the chapter on her

her—not yet. What he felt was duty, not passion. But she didn’t

time, she would earn

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was short. But Rachel’s tears touched his lips, salty and

taste lingered. Long after the moment passed, it stayed

as thick as a plank. But he knew—deep down—it wasn’t about

into

belonged to the second

world, love came