“What are you talking about? I didn't. Niles lied to you," the bride denied, her face now a deep shade of red. She wished the ground would open and swallow her whole.

Wesley squinted at Niles.

“It's my big day. So you got lucky. Tomorrow, you'll know."

“Brother.

“Out of my way! I'm taking my wife to our wedding now!" Wesley carried his blushing bride in his arms and headed to the bridal car.

Ten green off-road vehicles led the way, followed by dozens of black and red supercars, all Luxury models bankrolled by Hilton Group.

The procession of fantastic cars caught the attention of all the passersby along the road. It was a breathtaking spectacle. People stopped and took out their phones to snap pictures.

In the wedding hall of the hotel, the guests were all seated. Among them, the large group of soldiers dressed in green uniforms made a magnificent sight. They were all Wesley's former comrades-in-arm.

Adalson, clad in his dress uniform, walked Blair down the aisle and gave her to Wesley. Without exchanging a word, the two men saluted each other, and a look passed between them. Adalson's look meant, “Take care of her." In Wesley's gaze, he could see an unspoken vow to do just that.

The ceremony was both solemn and happy.

About halfway through the reception, Wesley bounded up on stage, grabbed the microphone, and took in how his wife looked. Blair wore a scintillating white wedding gown. He said in an affectionate voice, “My lovely wife, thank you for waiting for me for the last 15 years. You are the most incredible woman I've ever known.”

Blair didn't expect him to say such sentimental words. She was shocked, eyes brimming with tears.

Yes, it was nearly fifteen years. She fell in love with him when she was seventeen, and now she was over thirty, a mother with a child. It was a long and difficult road. More ups and downs, twists and turns than a roller coaster. But she finally made it here.

“I swear, from now on, you won't suffer if I have a say in it. I love you, Blair. I'LL protect you and take care of you, forever." He paused and relaxed his tone a little.

“I'll learn from my dad-I'll spoil my wife as much as he did. Even when you're forty, fifty, sixty or older, you'll still be as happy as a child."

His words made the guests want to cry and laugh at the same time.

Blair, of course, was moved to tears.

She didn't want any long and complicated love story; she just wanted to have a normal, peaceful Life with Wesley. Her wish came true now. She felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

Taking the microphone from Wesley, she took a deep breath to calm her emotions. She responded, a lump in her throat, "Nice to meet you,

Wesley. I'm your wife. I may have to bug you in the future...“ When she dropped the Last word, she couldn't help but bury her face in his chest, weeping.

More than ten years ago, in order to get closer to Wesley, she deliberately moved into the apartment across from his and became his neighbor .

When they met there for the first time, she said those words.

Back then, she simply wanted to be his neighbor and see him every day.

She didn't expect that she would eventually marry him.

The guests Looked at each other, confused. But Wesley, of course, understood them. Many years ago, Blair had spoken those words to him.