Chapter 196

Kristin’s gaze was fixed on the floor, tears cascading uncontrollably onto the back of her hand, dampening the silk scarf she clutched for comfort.

Rhett had noticed her scars long ago, yet he never prodded, always treating her with the utmost respect. But the way he had the tailor pair her bespoke gown with a matching scarf to wrap around her wrists was nothing short of thoughtful. It was the kind of gesture that could make a girl’s heart flutter against her will.

She was already so weary, too drained to fall for someone again. She feared that giving her heart away this time might cost her everything.

The wedding reception was the epitome of opulence, fitting for the daughter of a wealthy dynasty. Rumor had it that every guest would leave with extravagant favors, a testament to the wealth and status of those in attendance.

The only invitees from the venerable FitzGerald family were Rhett and Holcomb. Rhett made an appearance, but Holcomb was conspicuously absent–perhaps Nicola, the famed FitzGerald Group magnate’s wife, was too controversial a figure to grace the event. In contrast, the entire Lewis clan was invited, a clear indication of their significant clout in the business world.

“Hanson, have you missed me?” The bride was the epitome of grace, not stunningly beautiful but undeniably exceptional. She radiated the pure, unblemished joy of a princess who had been cherished all her life.

“If I said I missed you, the groom would hate me,” Hanson replied with a chuckle.

Kristin hovered behind Rhett, trying her best to avoid any interaction with Hanson. To think that Hanson, known for his perpetual scowl, had a sense of humor was a surprise.

“And what about you, Rhett? Missed me much?” the bride asked boldly.

Rhett, ever so smoothly, took Kristin’s hand in his. “If I admitted that, I’d be in trouble,” he said with a smile.

Kristin blushed, standing by Rhett’s side, feeling the burning gaze of the crowd upon her.

Before entering the venue, Kristin had overheard people saying that the bride had once harbored feelings for Rhett. Having been gracefully rejected, she had chosen to remain friends with him, and now she had her own joyful love and marriage.

“Wow, such a beautiful girl, Rhett! You’ve finally found your one, huh? How did you sweep her off her feet?” The bride was visibly excited as she approached Kristin, cradling her face in her hands. “She’s too gorgeous! Forget about him, what’s so great about men? Fall for me instead.”

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Kristin, caught off guard by the bride’s forwardness, wasn’t sure what to say

“My wife’s a bit on the shy side, so don’t scare her off” Rhett said, wrapping Kristin in his

arms.

the wonders of

gaze lingering

Felix chimed in, approaching to greet the bride. “I’m fond of her as well. Mr. FitzGerald and I are in

like her too. We’re all in this

is my mommy,” Liam declared gleefully, reaching out for a hug

quickly took Liam into her arms,

of me when you come back to

loss for words, didn’t

you so much.”

and Rhett’s dark look

offense, as it was her big day. She nervously thought about leaving with Liam,

bride was unfazed, teasingly warning Rhett to keep his eyes open as the Lewis brothers seemed

course, I’ll keep

heard things at the company might be tough for you, I saw in the news about your engagement to the

all part of the

think you are? You’re Rhett FitzGerald,” the bride said, a hint of admiration in her

because of him.

old are you?” Mrs. Lewis approached in the rest area, immediately inquiring about

tense yet respectful. “Ma’am, I’m twenty–six,

paused briefly before continuing,

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touch of sadness in her voice. “I’m sorry, ma’am… I was the child the Turner family took home by mistake. And I don’t know my

still didn’t know her actual

me asking…” Mrs. Lewis seemed nervous, her voice low. “Can

warmth

knew such a question could be painful for Kristin, but she needed to know. She was desperate to

as she nodded. “The Turners

Collins family ever do one?” Mrs. Lewis asked,

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