Was this really the wedding that she wanted?
Looking at the tiny and desolate church, Euralia was in a daze. She felt sour in her heart and even
wanted to cry.
Suddenly, a group of journalists with cameras jumped out from nowhere and took pictures of her and
John.
The sudden flash made her eyes ache and she couldn't help raging, "What are you doing? !"
It seemed that John had already anticipated the coming of these people. He stopped her from dodging
and hurried to comfort her, "It's all right. These are the journalists I invited."
"Why did you invite them here?" Euralia could not understand.
"Euralia, in order that we can be together openly and Mr. Bill won't stop us anymore. I have no choice
but to do this. Can you just endure for a while?" John explained hurriedly.
Biting her lips, Euralia had to repress her anger and entered the church with John.
Apart from the priest and the journalists who had come with them, there were only a few strangers that
looked blurry in the church. Euralia looked around and didn't find anyone she knew, which made her
even more upset.
The priest stood on the high platform, looking at the bride and groom who came hurriedly, and he
reminded again, "Are you really ready to marry each other?"
Euralia was about to speak but stopped on a second thought. In a hurry, John said, "Of course. Cut the
crap and hold the wedding ceremony for us."
"Wait..." After hesitating for a while, Euralia finally said, "John, I suddenly feel that... We don't have to
hold our wedding ceremony for the time being, right?"
"What? !"
A look of depression flashed across John's face. He grabbed her hand and asked eagerly, "Why?
Euralia, you promised me that you would leave this place with me, didn't you?"
"I'm just... Not ready yet."
Noticing the disappointment on his face, Euralia changed her tone immediately. "I'm willing to leave
with you, but it's too hasty to hold a wedding like this."
John tightened his grip on her hand and looked weird. "Euralia, do you dislike me? I know I am poor. I
can't give you a grand wedding ceremony, but I promise you that I will give you the life you want sooner
or later!"
Euralia's wrist went red because of his grip, but she said guiltily, "I didn't mean that..."
"So what do you mean? Don't you love me anymore?" John was so anxious that his eyes turned red.
"You promised me last night that you would come with me to a faraway place!"
"I love you, I really..." Euralia suffered in her heart.
"Then marry me!" John growled.
"Although this wedding is very simple, my love for you is pure. Can't you feel it?" Then he gripped her
hand and put it on his chest.
"I..."
Euralia was embarrassed and guilty, doubting whether she was wrong.
"Promise me, Euralia." Rendering her speechless, John whispered in a bewitching voice.
Biting her lips, Euralia looked up and said, "Okay, I promise you."
There was a hint of joy in John's eyes, and he waved to the priest hurriedly to let him continue. The
other hand was still holding Euralia's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run
away.
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