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."

was slightly afraid of

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

control his

it must be true," Luke

she might be tired. He wanted her

Bianca out of the

front of the castle was a vivid

of the carpet were servants

standing

the door, the servants bowed in unison." Congratulations on your wedding, Mr.

surprised by the spectacle,

thanked those people in her heart. At the same time, she buried her

heart was thumping

her actual

had never dreamed of falling in love with a man

the past appeared in

of happiness, sorrow,

was filled with a mixture

bedroom and gently

I'll get someone to fill up the bathtub, and we'll

palms coyly like

went out of the room, Bianca breathed

was spacious and lavish. It was furnished

ceiling was high, from which hung an ornate chandelier. The furniture and fireplace were all antiques. For a moment, Bianca felt that she had

at her face reflected in the bas-relief vanity mirror

face was a deep red color, which was a

as she

the second time she thought

registered her marriage with Luke earlier, but they had not held their