Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 463

Chapter 463

Arya sat in the lounge, waiting for the wedding to begin.

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open.

She thought it was Xavier. She turned around but saw Orlando walking into the lounge in a suit.

Arya was stunned and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say you were busy? Why you come?"

Orlando looked as if he was fooling around. "I didn't want to come, but I wanted to see you in a

wedding dress."

He pulled over a chair and sat in front of Arya, looking at her carefully. "It's nice."

Arya glanced at him. "Are you talking about the wedding dress?"

Orlando smiled. "You look better in this wedding dress."

It was true that the white wedding dress was just a decoration of her beauty.

Orlando gripped the necklace he had bought.

He tried to take it out a few times, but couldn't find a good excuse.

Because she already had one around her neck, which was a little similar to what he had bought. Both

were small but exquisite type. The necklace around her neck was especially suitable for her. Dressing

in a zigzag neckline wedding dress, her defined collarbone was completely presented. Her skin was

exquisite shinning diamond fell between her collarbones. Her neck seemed

be more beautiful.

up without much decoration. It was natural and graceful.

a hint of female charisma. Orlando could not help but reach out to

hair.

and Demi walked in.

makeup. "Arya."

eyes fell on Orlando's hand he

furrowed slightly.

hand stayed in the air for a few seconds

but why are you hiding here?"

business." Orlando

her lips. But when she saw Arya, she

grunted and stood up

walked over, not daring to take out the ring in

in her ear, "I wish

gaze fell on Emma not far away. Arya had

in, Emma had been looking at

you bring her?" Arya

found Emma, who was standing there. His

a smile, "Is my

Treat her well." Arya smiled and nodded

suddenly understand why Orlando was in a bad

woman should be

covering an extremely wide lawn and covered with flowers. It was

dreamy venue.

gauze and rose-like

for love

at the end of the aisle. Although the

gaze.