Chapter 10
Chapter 10
The conversation with Jacob’s parents went well, and we picked a wedding day not long after.
Everything felt rushed, so I poked the side of his waist and complained, “Why are we hurrying so much?”
Jacob grinned, hugged me tight, and nuzzled my neck. “I’m really excited. I wish we could get married right this second.”
I pushed his face away, annoyed. “If I want to keep up with your pace, then don’t bother me for the next few days. I need to try on some wedding gowns.”
He made a sad face but quickly gave in. “Alright, whatever you say, my future wife!”
While my wedding plans were moving along quickly, things at the Huxley family were falling apart.
Patrick was planning to cancel his engagement.
Among all the families in Seattle, only the Caylor family had the power to rival the Huxley family. Eva, their only daughter, had always been considered the perfect match.
Her parents adored her and didn’t want to push her into anything, but from the moment she met Patrick, she had her heart set on him.
Being engaged to her gave Patrick his biggest advantage in securing his role as the family’s next leader.
Chapter 10
Now that he’s backing out of the engagement, no one knows if he’ll still be in line for the position after today.
I haven’t heard anything about what’s going on with him now.
All I wanted was to enjoy being a bride in peace.
But on the wedding day, Patrick showed up.
He sat in the crowd, watching me walk down the aisle in a white gown, smiling brightly as I moved toward my groom.
Jacob leaned in to kiss me while everyone clapped and cheered.
As the crowd celebrated, someone beside Patrick gave him a friendly pat on the back.
The person said, “I have a sister too. It’s tough letting her go, but you’re a man. Don’t cry just yet.”
That’s when Patrick noticed that his tears were already falling.
The breeze gently dried them, leaving faint streaks down his cheeks.
He found it kind of ridiculous.
I didn’t catch sight of him at all that day. All I got was a thick envelope with a simple message on it, “Congratulations on your wedding.”
Later that night, while going through the wedding gifts, Jacob spotted Patrick’s name and tossed the envelope aside, a little annoyed.
“Who cares?” he muttered.
“Hey, hey, the money didn’t do anything wrong.”
I climbed over him, trying to grab it, but Jacob flipped us over and held. me in place.
“Georgia, the night won’t last forever, let’s not let it go to waste.”
The end.
