Chapter 497 Preparing for an International Wedding
With Finnegan's words, Celia and Jude naturally believed it.
But this was too magical.
'Are they marrying into the Abbott family with the royal family of the United States?
Ophelia is a royal princess.' they thought.
In France, the status of a royal princess was very high. Finnegan was marrying a princess, a proper nobleman.
Ophelia is not a Cinderella, but she is a noble princess herself.
Jude looked at Wilder, puzzled, and asked, "Why did you hide your identity all those years ago? You disappeared for over twenty years. Why did you disappoint Dovie, letting her never see you for the last time?"
Celia guessed, "Are you like a playboy on TV, just playing with Dovie?"
Wilder explained, "I hid my identity from everyone back then, just to not add to Dovie's burdens. I hoped that the union of the two was based on pure love."
Jude muttered, "That does sound pure."
When Wilder joined the Parks family back then, he didn't even have a bed.
That was pure enough. The union of Wilder and Dovie was left with only love.
Celia nudged Jude with her elbow and whispered, "What, are you jealous? Are you regretful?"
Jude was speechless. "Can you differentiate the occasions for your jealousy? What am I regretful about? I'm regretful for Dovie, who never knew if Wilder was alive. He never saw him one last time; Dovie passed away, and Wilder returned."
What made Jude even more indignant for Dovie was that Wilder had a wife, whom he brought along during his last visit, a model couple internationally, with a son.
How carefree Wilder had been all these years, but what about Dovie?
She lived a lonely life, did not meet a good end, searched for her daughter for fifteen years, only to find the wrong person in the end, and found someone who didn't appreciate it.
Celia and Jude's words were all facts. Ophelia and Finnegan remained silent. This was a matter between the elders. For the younger ones, it was best to observe quietly.
Wilder felt guilty. "Missing Dovie is my lifelong regret, but it was not my intention. When I was looking for Ophelia back then, I had an accident. I fell into the river, and when I woke up, I was already in France. Due to the severe injuries, I forgot about Dovie until this time, when Ophelia went to France, I remembered."
Celia listened with relish, even a bit excitedly, telling Jude, "I guessed right, Jude. See, I said Wilder was still alive. Maybe it's like in a TV drama. He is amnesiac, forgetting the way home. I got it all right."
Jude also found it miraculous. Indeed, Celia hit the mark.
If it's really like that, then it's really no one's fault. It's just fate.
Wilder said, "Today here, I am just Wilder, Ophelia's father. If she marries into your family, the Abbott family, then we are all family. Let's sit down together for a meal and discuss Ophelia and Finnegan's wedding. I want to hold a royal wedding for them in France."
His daughter should be treated with the highest standards. Let the whole world bless the two and let his daughter become the most beautiful bride in the world.
Ophelia just learned about this matter. She didn't know in advance that Wilder was preparing a wedding for them.
Ophelia and Finnegan glanced at each other. It seemed that this wedding was inevitable.
Celia said, "The wedding must go on. We are also preparing for their wedding on March 3rd next year."
Wilder smiled and said, "I will prepare generous gifts for Ophelia. This is what I owe her as a father, a role I lacked for over twenty years."
Wilder looked at Ophelia. "Ophelia, I am sorry for you."
Ophelia shook her head. "Dad, my life was given by you. There's no talk of owing."
Finnegan said, "I'd appreciate it if you could take care of my and Ophelia's wedding."
The word 'dad' made Wilder's eyes well up with tears.
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