Chapter 1261 Wedding Night
Everyone's rush came to an abrupt halt. They looked up at the hand holding the bouquet, and when they saw it was Maria, they all opened their mouths in surprise.
Francis pouted and said discontentedly, "How did it end up in your hands?"
Walter rubbed his wrist, which had been hurt by someone, and said regretfully, "Yeah! My foot almost got broken, and my hand is bruised in several places, yet you managed to get it."
Tyler's eyes also showed disappointment.
Originally, the bouquet should have been handed to Maria by him personally.
But now Maria had grabbed it herself.
He missed another perfect opportunity.
The only happy person was probably Stella.
As long as the bouquet wasn't grabbed by Randy, she didn't care who else got it.
Randy secretly glanced at her and saw that Stella didn't show any unhappy expression, so he didn't say anything.
Maria looked at the bouquet in her hand, tilted her head, and said expressionlessly, "How about you guys try again? I'm not interested in this thing."
She had just found them too crowded, so she had sneaked out while they were grabbing the bouquet and deliberately stayed far away from them.
Unexpectedly, even though she had stayed far away, the bouquet still ended up in her hands.
This was truly a destined accident.
Francis said gloomily, "There's no reason to redo it! Since it ended up in your hands, it means your love is coming! Just go with fate!"
Maria said innocently, "But I don't need it!"
She was currently focused on her career and hadn't even thought about this matter.
Walter said, "Since you grabbed it, it's yours! Alright, everyone, let's disperse!"
Everyone listened to her and dispersed.
Tyler, however, ran over excitedly and said with a smile, "Maria, since you don't want it, why not give it to me?"
Maria didn't believe in this thing at all and casually stuffed the bouquet into Tyler's arms.
Tyler looked at the bouquet in his hands, tears of excitement welling up.
When Stella and Randy returned to their seats, Stella couldn't help but gently bump Randy with her shoulder. "How about it? Didn't get the bouquet, are you disappointed?"
Randy said indifferently, "I was never interested in the bouquet, so how could I be disappointed? Having just gone through a heartbreak, I don't want to think about relationships for now."
Hearing his words, Stella didn't get happy; instead, she became more gloomy. She gave him a wistful look and then walked away silently.
Randy was baffled by her look.
He carefully replayed his words in his mind several times, but still couldn't figure out which sentence had made Stella unhappy.
The lively, festive, and busy day finally ended as night fell.
When Hannah returned to her room, she collapsed on the couch, too tired to even move her toes. "I'm so tired. I've seen countless people get married on TV, but I didn't know it would be this exhausting! I'm done, I don't even have the energy to take a shower."
Charles rubbed her head, took off his ti,e and hung it on the coat rack, then went into the bathroom to run the bathwater and found two clean towels in the wardrobe.
Hannah lay on the couch, squinting at him.
After everything was ready, Charles came to the couch, squatted down, and cupped Hannah's face. "Shall I help you with your bath?"
Hannah asked with concern, "Aren't you tired?"
Charles unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, revealing his sexy Adam's apple, and said lightly, "Not at all! You're tired because you're pregnant! I exercise regularly, so I'm in great shape!"
Hannah grinned at his words and extended her hand towards him. "Charles, I'll give you this chance to show off."
Charles laughed heartily, extending his hand to let her slap it. "Alright, I'll help you bathe and change."
Hannah giggled at his antics.
Charles lifted her from the couch in a princess carry and strode towards the bathroom.
At this moment, the bathroom was filled with steam, making it feel like a fairyland.
Charles set Hannah down and began to undress her.
Hannah was startled, her face turning bright red. She turned slightly to avoid his hands and whispered, "I-I can do it myself."
Charles brought his lips to her ear, gently biting her earlobe and teasing it with his tongue.
Hannah felt a shiver run through her body, like electricity coursing through her spine.
They had been intimate countless times, and Charles knew her body better than she did. He knew her sensitive spots and how to easily arouse her.
A small flame seemed to ignite within Hannah, growing wildly.
Her face was as red as a tomato.
She pushed against his chest. "I-I'm still pregnant!"
"I'll be careful! I consulted the doctor, and they said it's safe after three months!" Charles whispered, nibbling on her earlobe.
His warm breath on her sensitive neck sent shivers down her spine.
Charles wrapped one arm around her waist, his rough hand gliding up her spine. The feel of her soft skin made his heart race uncontrollably.
Hannah looked up and met Charles's deep, soul-piercing eyes.
Her body tensed, her heart pounded faster, and her body temperature rose, making her feel like she was being boiled.
Since becoming pregnant, her desires had increased, and now, with his deliberate teasing, she couldn't control herself.
All thoughts of modesty and fatigue vanished. She wrapped her arms around Charles's neck.
"Just be careful not to hurt our baby!" Her blatant invitation made Charles lose all rationality, the fire within him growing uncontrollably.
Charles skillfully undressed her and held her as they both sank into the bathtub.
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