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 Luke's

earlier. If he had his way,

could not control his urges when

it must be true," Luke

tired. He wanted her to relax a

Bianca out

castle was a vivid

sides of the carpet were servants

were standing

Congratulations on your wedding, Mr. and Mrs. Crawford. May your marriage be

spectacle, though

At the same time, she buried

was

that her actual wedding would be a simple one. She did not expect that her wishes would come

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

past appeared in

of happiness, sorrow,

heart was filled with a

master bedroom and gently placed

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

his palms coyly like

Luke went out of the room, Bianca breathed a sigh of relief and

lavish. It was furnished like a

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

face reflected in the bas-relief vanity mirror that hung

impeccable. Her face was a deep red color, which was a stark contrast to

she touched

the second time she thought of

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