Chapter 1260 Intense Battle
At the end of the wedding, it was time for the bride to throw the bouquet.
All the unmarried young men and women gathered below the stage, with Hannah standing on the wedding platform with her back to them.
Patricia saw Randy and Stella still standing on the wedding platform and quickly waved for them to come down. "What are you two still doing up there? Hurry up and come down to catch the bouquet!"
Stella said indifferently, "No need, I'm only twenty years old, still young! No rush!"
Randy looked at her deeply and said calmly, "It's not suitable for me. I almost got married once, how can I still have the nerve to compete for the bouquet with them?"
Patricia rolled her eyes at them and personally went up to pull them down. "What are you talking about! You only almost got married, but you haven't actually gotten married yet! Why can't you compete for the bouquet? Besides, you're the oldest among them! Fannie and Charles are already married; you should be next! You should be the one to catch it."
After hearing her words, Stella's expression changed slightly. "Aunt Patricia, Randy is only twenty-seven! Nowadays, many men don't get married until their thirties! I think there's no need to rush."
"I never force marriage! When love comes, naturally, we'll get married. If love doesn't come, even if we don't get married, I won't say anything." Patricia replied.
She wasn't a stubborn or rigid person.
If her children didn't have suitable partners, she wouldn't force them to get married.
A marriage without love was like hell.
She had experienced the pain herself and naturally didn't want her children to go through it.
Although she and Martin eventually fell in love and lived happily for over twenty years.
But not everyone was as lucky as they were.
She didn't want her children to suffer emotionally.
However, Patricia then changed her tone and said, "But, not forcing is one thing, but if he can catch this lucky bouquet, maybe he'll turn around and meet his true love like Charles did! Then it would be natural to step into the marriage hall!"
Saying this, she no longer paid attention to them and directly pushed them into the crowd.
After hearing Patricia's last words, Stella's mind was in chaos. "Catching this lucky bouquet means meeting true love?"
She couldn't let Randy catch the bouquet.
If he met his true love, what would she do?
Originally uninterested, Stella suddenly became energetic, forcefully pushing Francis and Rodolfo to the side, standing in the center position.
Francis and Rodolfo were both stunned.
Francis said discontentedly, "Stella, do you want to get married that badly? Weren't you just pretending to say you're still young and don't want to get married?"
Randy was also stunned.
Stella made a funny face at him. "Mind your own business, let's see who has the skills!"
Francis laughed angrily, "Alright, then let's see who has the skills! When we were catching Hannah, you tricked us enough. This time, I won't go easy on you. I want to get my revenge."
Stella pulled her ear and stuck out her tongue at him. "So young and already thinking about marriage! Aren't you ashamed? Are you even an adult?"
Francis jumped in anger. "Don't make personal attacks! I'm already eighteen! How am I not an adult?"
Stella looked him up and down, her gaze finally landing on his crotch, and pouted, "Really? I can't tell."
Francis, enraged, raised his fist and was about to confront her.
Seeing him charging over aggressively, Stella suddenly laughed and reached out to pat his head like petting a puppy. "Calm down! I was just teasing you! You're big, very big, I confirm you're an adult."
Francis, Randy, and everyone around were shocked.
Was it their impure thoughts, or was there something inherently wrong with Stella's words? Why did it sound so suggestive to them?
Francis, realizing what she said, blushed instantly and was at a loss for words, stammering for a long time without managing to say anything.
Why did he feel like he was being flirted with?
Was Stella's mind really that dirty?
To say such explicit things in broad daylight.
Randy, who had heard their entire conversation, sighed inwardly and placed his large hand on Stella's head, forcibly turning her head away. "Girls should be more mindful! Don't just say anything that comes to mind!"
Stella playfully stuck out her tongue and leaned closer to him, whispering, "I think it's fun to tease him! It's the first time I've seen such an easily blushing big boy!"
Randy shook his head helplessly, seeing Francis still blushing beside them, and he shook his head again.
Tyler, standing in the crowd, glanced deeply at Maria and silently rolled up his sleeves.
No matter what, he had to catch the bouquet and give it to Maria.
This was a perfect opportunity.
As they were all jostling and pushing, they heard Hannah shouting from the stage.
"I'm going to throw it! 3, 2, 1."
As soon as she said "1," Hannah forcefully threw the bouquet.
Catching the bouquet was just for fun, and seeing it being thrown, everyone, regardless of their age or whether they really believed catching it meant they would be the next to marry, started scrambling for it.
Francis was the first to jump up and catch the bouquet, but before he could hold it steady, someone knocked it out of his hands.
Walter immediately jumped up to grab it, but another hand reached out.
The small bouquet was being tossed around in their hands, and the battle was intense.
Stella was getting anxious watching.
She tried several times to grab it, but being smaller than the men, she was pushed down each time she jumped up.
Randy, thinking she really wanted the bouquet, who was initially uninterested, also jumped into the fray.
Seeing him trying to catch it too, Stella became even more anxious.
At first, everyone was just having fun, but as the battle heated up, it became all about the competitive spirit.
It was as if catching the bouquet meant winning a great victory.
The poor bouquet was being slapped around by everyone.
Hannah, standing on the wedding platform, was wide-eyed with surprise. "I can't believe they all want to get married so badly!"
Charles, holding her by the shoulder, said gently, "Let them be, let's go down."
Hannah shook her head, "No, I want to see who ends up with the bouquet!"
Hearing this, Charles said no more and stayed with her to watch.
Hannah's eyes were shining with excitement, wishing she had a bucket of popcorn and a soda to enjoy while watching.
As the situation grew more intense, someone gave a strong slap.
The bouquet flew in a parabolic arc, and by the time everyone reacted and tried to chase it, it had already landed securely in a pair of fair hands.
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