Chapter 872 872: Wedding Photo - 2



What did heaven look like? 

Like most people, Irish didn't have religious beliefs but still maintained a respectful attitude toward them. She used to pass by an empty church where a vestal stood with a warm smile. She was looking at the curved angle over her head as well as arched windows while a lot of candles flickered, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

She harbored resentment in her bosom at that time, but when she stepped into the church, she felt peaceful. But the young vestal told her that heaven existed in this world and the people who believed in it would be blessed.

Irish didn't understand the power of belief.

But when she stood at the boundless Uyuni, she felt that it was her first time feeling heaven and earth, and then she suddenly realized that no matter how great human beings were, they were negligible in front of nature. Belief didn't only mean remaining an awed attitude to God but also keeping a grateful attitude for nature. And the faith was actually heaven.

Irish stepped forward slowly with the white and long mantila laid on the salty lake. She could hear her own breath. The photography team didn't follow them closely, but they kept changing the leans frequently.

Irish worried that she would feel uneasy since so many people followed behind them, but then she realized that it was so boundless, and her worries faded away.

The saline was clear, and there were no other travelers there. Irish looked back at Joseph, who was dressed in a suit standing behind her, and she felt relieved.

He looked so handsome while his shadow was reflected on the lake. People would get to know others in their lifetime, but they would eventually find the one who was predestined to spend their life together.

They were caught off guard to meet each other at the right time.

Irish was deeply convinced that Joseph was her Mr. Right in her lifetime.

Joseph was also aware of Irish's gaze, so he stepped to her, holding her into his arms gently with his lips touching her ears. Irish looked like a fairy in this Holy Land, and Joseph felt he was making a dream.

"Do you like this place?" Asked Joseph softly.

"Yes, of course," Irish answered, leaning against his chest. She felt so lucky that Joseph had brought her to such a beautiful place. The love between Adam and Eva was pure, but with the development of the society, the relationship between lovers was mixed up with too many pompous things.

Only in such a peaceful yet pure place would people lay their hand on the heart and examine themselves. All of the hesitancy, as well as interest contradictions, would vanish soon.

Joseph tightened his arms and then continued, "I am so glad to hear that."

Irish stared at him, whose eyes were flickering with light. Joseph lowered his head and kissed her lips while Max recorded this beautiful moment with his camera.

This place seemed to be created for them, and they looked well-matched in the saline. "They were well suited to each other," A young girl from the photographic team couldn't help exclaiming.

Joseph and Irish seemed to blend into the surrounding scenery, and no one could separate them.

At night

This newly-married couple sucked each other's tongues and stroked each other gently.

They kept changing postures while Irish couldn't help but groan. After a long while, Joseph finally released himself, but he didn't retreat from her body immediately but kept enjoying her tender body. A few minutes later, he wiped the sweat on her forehead and kissed her lips. Irish closed her eyes, her heart still pumping after strenuous exercise. Joseph was on top of her while their hearts were close to each other.

Irish's long hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks.

Joseph kept rubbing her hair and kissed her gently.

"Joseph, I am so tired," complained Irish in a soft voice.

Joseph burst out laughing over her head. 

Irish opened his eyes, wriggled her body, and said, "Get out, Joseph."

However, Joseph didn't follow her words but replied with a smile, "No."

Irish could still feel his warmth, but in the next second, her nose twitched, and tears suddenly trickled down to Joseph's arms.

Joseph also felt that and he looked up to see what happened but was still shocked.

"Did I hurt you?" Joseph asked anxiously.

Irish just shook her head slightly. 

Joseph was flurried since he didn't know what had happened. "Don't cry. I am getting out soon," He comforted her. But unexpectedly, Irish tightened her arms to feel his warmth.

"Irish." Joseph was at a loss for what to do.

Irish sobbed and then said, "I feel like crying as soon as I remember that you also treated another woman like this before."

She was clear that she shouldn't mention this since everyone had his past story let alone that Joseph was such a brilliant and successful man. And there must be many women who wanted to be with him. Irish thought she would never care about him since they had gotten married to each other. However, his consideration after their sex reminded her of Britney, and she thought he might also remain gentle to other women once before.

Joseph was shocked by Irish's words. He held her tightly and said in a low voice, "Irish, I am so sorry."

He couldn't change his past, but if he had met her earlier, those absurd things would not happen. Joseph was clear it was unfair to Irish because he also felt regret as long as he remembered Irish's smile at Adam.

Joseph was unable to comfort her but only apologized to her repeatedly.

"And Rosy... You also smiled softly at her. You…"

But before she could finish her sentence, Joseph kissed her abruptly. A moment later, Joseph then looked into her eyes and said, "Irish, I don't love them."

Joseph understood that she cried because she cared about him, but he didn't want her to feel sad.

"Yes, I know that," Irish replied in a shaky voice with a faint smile.

Irish had to admit that this was a magic place since she released her real emotion that she had dared not to express before. Her worries, hesitation, as well as other bad moods all vanished soon at the moment when she walked into the saline. She was so clear about how much she loved this man, and she could not leave him at all, just as fish couldn't live without water.

She also felt his deep love for her, although Joseph never expressed it directly to her. Irish still would like to trust him.

"Silly girl!" Joseph was relieved by her smile and kissed her forehead while Irish closed her eyes to feel him.

"Irish..." Joseph called her softly.