Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 878 This Man Is A Disaster!

The extraordinarily lavish wedding ceremony lasted until close to midnight.

The guests slowly dispersed, and the lively venue resumed its peace.

Luke and Bianca decided to have their honeymoon at the castle on the water.

In the dreamy night, a black Rolls Royce adorned with flowers drove silently along a path among the woods toward the fairytale-like ancient castle.

Countless fireworks illuminated the night sky, opening and closing like gigantic umbrellas.

Bianca sat in Luke's embrace, looking at the beautiful scenery through the car window.

She was entirely mesmerized.

A firework's life was short, but it would give a lasting impression beyond its lifespan.

Life was like that too.

They might encounter multiple obstacles that stood in their way, but as long as they held each other tightly, they would be able to shine like fireworks.

Their future would be as bright and blissful as they made it to be.

The Rolls Royce slowed to a halt in front of the entrance of the castle.

Luke opened the car door, then bent over and carried his wife out of the car. "You must be tired today."

Bianca's head leaned on his chest, and she sighed. "I'm not that delicate. I can walk by myself."

Luke smiled gently. "There's a superstition that a bride's feet should not touch the ground before she enters the bridal chambers. The husband will have to carry her. Otherwise, their marriage will be filled with disasters."

Bianca blushed slightly. "That's nonsense. Why would you believe in such superstitions? No one talks like that anymore."

slightly afraid of

kissed her countless times in front of the guests earlier. If he had his way, he

could not control his urges when they were in their room

so, it must be

be tired. He wanted her to relax

out of the

of the castle was a

sides of the carpet were servants dressed

standing in

couple stepped through the door, the servants bowed in unison." Congratulations on your wedding, Mr. and Mrs. Crawford. May

spectacle, though she was

people in her heart. At the same time, she

was

expected that her actual wedding would be a

dreamed of falling in love with a man as outstanding as Luke Crawford and eventually becoming his

the past appeared in Bianca's

memories of happiness, sorrow,

was filled with

the master bedroom and gently

while. I'll get someone to fill up the bathtub, and we'll have a

rubbed his palms coyly like

Bianca breathed a

and lavish.

an ornate chandelier. The furniture and fireplace were all antiques. For a moment, Bianca felt that she had gone back in time to the 17th century,

the bas-relief vanity mirror that hung by

day, but her make-up remained impeccable. Her face was a deep red

as she touched her reflection

was the second time

her marriage with Luke earlier, but