Chapter59 The Grand Wedding 17 I Can't Wait to Spend A Beautiful Night With You
Alaric carefully tucked Cecilia into the car before taking his own seat. Once they were settled, he returned to the driver's seat and had Augustus drive away.
It was only then that Cecilia seemed to snap back to reality. Alaric's earlier bow had briefly stunned her, and now her lingering doubts resurfaced.
Unable to hold back, she asked, "Where are we headed now? Aren't we supposed to be at the wedding venue? Shouldn't we be welcoming guests later?
"No, we just need to have the ceremony; the rest should be handled by our parents."
"After all." Alaric gazed intently at Cecilia, his lips parting slightly. "I can't wait for the beautiful night with you."
Cecilia knew clearly that their wedding was merely symbolic. There was no beautiful night to look forward to. Cecilia couldn't understand Alaric.
He was just so unpredictable. She seemed couldn't resist his requests at all. Of course, his requests had to align with her principles.
After all, skipping certain rituals that both Alaric and she disliked was perfectly normal. Today's wedding was already too rushed; facing the guests now would only add to the chaos. Thinking this, she couldn't help but feel that it was all Alaric's deliberate arrangement, not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Silence filled the car as it pulled into Alaric's private estate. Cecilia was actually relieved; living alone with Alaric was much less troublesome than with a whole family of elders.
She was just a bit puzzled. Did the villa experience a power outage? Why was it pitch black?
What's more, as the car reached the entrance, it came to a stop. Finley was the first to exit the car, respectfully opening the door for Cecilia.
Cecilia thought the car should have gone straight to the grand hall of the villa. After all, her wedding gown was too heavy, and she would get tired quickly. At that moment, she didn't want to make things difficult for Finley.
It was clear that this was Alaric's arrangement. As long as Alaric's plans didn't contradict her principles, she could comply.
After all, they were in a cooperative relationship. She got out of the car. Finley bent down respectfully to adjust her train.
"Thank you." Cecilia smiled gratefully.
"It's my pleasure, Mrs. Whitaker."
Every time she heard the word "Mrs. Whitaker," Cecilia was speechless.
She wasn't used to that title.
The point was, she wasn’t really Alaric's wife. Cecilia pondered a lot but ultimately didn't correct the way Finley addressed her.
She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and prepared to enter. Alaric had also exited the car but didn't offer her his arm.
Faced with the darkness and unfamiliarity, she was truly afraid of stumbling.
Carefully, she stepped forward. Cecilia was puzzled; wasn't Alaric quite dominating? Why was he saving electricity like this?! Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet lit up. Cecilia hesitated for a moment. She realized that Alaric was surprising her. And she felt that Alaric's surprises were irresistible to all women.
Holding her breath, she didn't know if she was anticipating or challenging something. Step by step, she walked in. With each step, a light illuminated beneath her feet. One by one.
When she reached the end, in the dark sky, fireworks suddenly burst open.
It seemed like the entire Serenovia City could witness such a spectacle.
Cecilia controlled her heartbeat, watching attentively.
As all the fireworks in the sky fell down, the colorful sky returned to its original darkness. The darkness lasted only a second.
The entire villa suddenly became so bright, as if a sun had been planted, shining brightly. Cecilia was once again amazed by Alaric.
Feeling the man who had been following her all along suddenly walk to her side, she turned her gaze and looked at Alaric. She said, "I have nothing to repay." In truth, she hadn't thought of anything to thank him for all he had done that day. Even though she knew it was just a marriage in form, she was touched by his considerate preparations. After all.
Dominic had never given her any surprises. All he brought her was nightmares, one after another.
"I promise I will help you with your career," Cecilia said firmly.
Alaric smiled slightly.
The smile seemed somewhat disappointed, as if Cecilia were just mistaken.
At that moment, he didn't say anything, but took her hand.
Cecilia had really gotten used to his intimacy.
Alaric guided her step by step into the villa hall, which was also decorated quite lavishly. She wondered if Alaric was simply wealthy or was he used to such extravagance. It seemed like a waste of money.
In places where others couldn't see, there was no need for such grandeur.
She followed Alaric upstairs.
Just as they reached the stairs, Alaric suddenly bent down and lifted her up.
Cecilia was startled.
Almost instinctively, she hugged Alaric's neck tightly.
This small and intimate act made Alaric smile.
He carried Cecilia, steadily walking up the stairs.
On the stairs, Cecilia's long skirt trailed on the ground, looking stunningly beautiful.
Alaric placed Cecilia in a room.
In her memory, it should have been designed in black, white, and gray, but now it suddenly became very warm; even the walls changed color.
Alaric bent down.
At that moment, he gently placed Cecilia on the huge bed.
The mattress was so soft that Cecilia really wanted to lie down on the bed and fall asleep immediately.
She had been busy since early in the morning. Now, she was exhausted.
At the moment she finally relaxed a little.
In the next moment, she felt a dangerous aura.
She nervously glanced at Alaric, who had set her down but hadn't left, and noticed his intense gaze fixed on her, filled with emotions that were hard to ignore.
Her heart began to race once more.
Each time Alaric was near, she was unsure how many times her heart raced beyond its limits. ‘Is he a devil? How else could he be so irresistibly attractive to women?’ she thought.
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