Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 357

Kieran placed a bouquet and the wedding rings before Lila.

Lila thought that perhaps most girls couldn't resist the charm of flowers, which might explain her unexpected surge of emotion at this moment.

It felt as if Kieran and she were truly excited about this marriage.

She hadn't even noticed when he had prepared all of this.

Looking at the beautiful diamond-studded rings, Lila vaguely recalled that they seemed to be a global limited edition from LovingBird.

Her astonishment deepened. When had he...

Given her work in the entertainment industry, she naturally paid attention to the fashion world. LovingBird has gained increasing influence in recent years, and many in the industry have aspired to represent it.

As her thoughts wandered, Kieran spoke up. His voice warmed like a chime, yet it held a subtle note of inquiry.

"Mrs. Morgan, may I put this on for you?"

He handed her the bouquet and then moved the ring box slightly closer.

His voice was tender and captivating, with a hint of uncertainty-like a melody that touched Lila's heart.

Her mind momentarily blanked when he called her Mrs. Morgan.

Lila nodded dazedly like she was under a spell.

Kieran moved quickly, gently taking her hand and carefully sliding the ring onto her finger.

Her delicate, fair fingers looked even fairer against the silver band.

faint chill of the ring brought her thoughts back

gaze fell on the exquisite wedding ring, but Kieran spoke up before she could examine

"Thank you, Mrs. Morgan."

other ring remained

in one hand

so effortlessly from his

her gaze, placing the large bouquet on the car seat. In

fumbled nervously, trying to

but feel a little exasperated with herself.

on a ring properly... When did she

to care and finally managed to slip the ring onto his

her, followed by

Lila's carefully styled hair, he ran his fingers softly through it. "Shall we head over to Westview Cemetery?" His voice

was the place where her

wasn't because she didn't want

many years had

parents' deaths,

feeling she had

still

received the news

through life in a daze, alone in the dark, trying to heal the wounds in silence.

felt like a disease buried deep in her bones, tormenting

on gloomy,

to visit or think about it. She knew that if her parents could sense anything, they would want her to

today was

cool hand. "If