Chapter: 2077

Their lonely wedding, attended by neither guests nor family, ended with his harsh whisper, "I hate you."

Tears escaped Bethany's eyes unexpectedly.

"Ms. Holt, you must not cry today! It'll ruin your makeup."

Snatching a tissue, she dabbed at her eyes apologetically. "I'm sorry. I couldn't hold them back."

"What a beautiful wedding dress!"