Chapter 199

199 The Wedding

Selma Payne’s POV:

“Young lady, don’t be too shy! And your boyfriend, boy, don’t just stand there and watch. Come and bring your girlfriend to the party!” the woman pulled me away enthusiastically.

We couldn’t refuse her kindness, so we followed her to a small house near the foot of the mountain.

The house was not big, and a pine fence surrounded a wide and flat open space. Its owner might have liked to plant some flowers and plants on it, but now, there was only passionate music and happy laughter from the crowd.

The middle-aged woman called out to the owner, “Hey! Old Vic, look what I’ve brought you! Two new friends!”

A white-bearded man in a formal suit ran over and warmly hugged the woman, Aldrich, and me.

We didn’t even have time to react before the cigarette smell hugged us.

The man didn’t mind strangers barging into his son’s wedding. He was even pleased to have someone to share his joy with.

The ring exchange ceremony was probably over, and it was time for the first dance. The bride and groom took the lead and started to dance the lively Cha Cha. The drum’s rich rhythm could easily capture every guest’s limbs. By the time I returned to my senses, I had already pulled Aldrich onto the dance floor.

There were all kinds of people here. There were white-haired old ladies, young and beautiful high school students, and even children running around on the ground. Everyone had a smile on their faces, singing and cheering to the music.

No one knew us, but everyone liked us. This was a wedding of happiness and laughter, and it welcomed every guest with blessings.

I felt the invisible shackles on my hands and feet suddenly disappear, and I pulled Aldrich to dance one dance after another. Sometimes, I would dance with others, be it a young girl in a sequined suit or a middle-aged man with a pipe in his mouth. We didn’t need to know each other’s names. We met by chance, and only joy was priceless.

Finally, the last dance was over, and the happy wedding was coming to an end.

The bride and groom went on stage to thank the guests. With the crowd’s cheers, they gently kissed in front of the holy Rocky Mountains.

At that moment, something took root and sprouted in my body.

I suddenly realized that today’s event I participated in was the beginning of a great undertaking called ‘marriage’.

I wasn’t the main character of the wedding, but I felt intense warmth and happiness.

I didn’t know what kind of psychological term could be used to describe my current state. I looked at the bride’s white wedding dress and suddenly imagined that I was the female lead wearing a white dress and receiving the crowd’s cheers. As for my husband, he had the face of an Aldrich, and his tall and straight figure was wrapped in a black tuxedo without a single detail.

‘I’ carefully arranged the colorful bouquet in my hand. Surrounded by the young ladies and men, ‘I’ turned around and gently threw the bouquet behind me.

Whoosh!

Subconsciously, I reached out to catch it.

Everyone’s gazes gathered on me.

Only then did I realize what I had done. I caught the bride’s bouquet!

Recalling the legend of catching the bouquet, my face heated up, and my brain crashed.

Everyone cheered once again. They saw Aldrich and me holding hands tightly and generously gave us all kinds of goodwill-filled blessings.

I shyly hid behind the bouquet and shrank into Aldrich’s embrace. The people’s cheers became even more intense.

It was unknown who shouted first, “Kiss her! Give her a kiss!”

This seemed to have turned on a switch, and the water-like cheers poured. Even the bride and groom were looking at us in a daze. When they met my eyes, the bride even winked at me encouragingly.

I couldn’t help but look at the man beside me.

He smiled helplessly and accepted the kind teasing of the villagers. I shifted my gaze to his thin and attractive lips. I had kissed them countless times, but at this moment, I knew that they were different from the past.

Perhaps it was because I hesitated for too long, but everyone’s cheers gradually died. Aldrich also said in an understanding manner, “There are indeed a lot of people here. If you don’t want to, Selma, we can take a walk.”

Before he could finish, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.

Who said I didn’t want to?

The villagers immediately burst into an earth-shattering cheer, and the thunderous applause lasted for a long time. Some were whistling, some were laughing and giving their blessings, but I didn’t care about anything. I only cared about this tall man before me.

The bright bouquet was even more intense than the sun in the sky.

I couldn’t help but think, ‘What does this bouquet represent? Dear goddess, please tell me, is this proof that you acknowledge my love for Aldrich? Is this bouquet a gift from you to allow it to be a witness to my marriage with Aldrich?’

I was going to take this bouquet back and ask the werewolf grandmaster to cast a time spell on it, then keep it forever.

It would be a witness at my wedding with Aldrich. It would enjoy the sunlight and fresh dew in our bedroom and become an index of sweet memories of when we were old. It would multiply in front of our graves like a never-dying flower.

Aldrich and I gently separated, pressing our foreheads and smiling at each other.

“I love you, Selma,” he said softly.