Chapter 11
Branden and Braxton remained unusually silent, their eyes fixed on the stage, without moving for a long time.
“Next, the groom and the bride exchanged rings and kissed each other.”
The flower girl bounced and skipped as she delivered flowers and rings.
Graham calmly picked up the diamond ring for women, held Lilyana’s hand, and earnestly helped her put on the ring.
Feeling the icy touch on her ring finger, she could only feel that her heart had completely settled
down.
No one could accuse her of the engagement anymore.
She married Graham.
Lilyana looked at the handsome face that was so close, her heart pounded uncontrollably.
My mind went blank, and I couldn’t react for a moment to figure out what to do next.
: Graham noticed her embarrassment and chuckled softly. He took her hand and put the ring on his
own finger.
This action, in the eyes of everyone present, seemed as if he willingly allowed himself to be trapped by her.
I don’t know where the excited screams came from, followed by a continuous burst of cheers. They also shouted, “Kiss one! Kiss one! Kiss one!”
Almost instantly, Lilyana’s fair face turned completely red, her eyelashes fluttering nervously, her eyes slightly lowered.
Graham considerately lifted her veil, covering the faces of both of them. With his slight varm fingertips, he raised her chin and kissed the corner of her lips. The transition from unfamiliarity to proficiency happened in just a moment.
With strong and powerful arms, he tightly held her waist, imprisoning her in his embrace. After a lingering kiss, he wiped off her lip color, making sure it was perfect, before finally releasing her with a slight breathlessness.
Graham looked relatively calm, but Lilyana felt weak all over, as if she was stepping on clouds, and instinctively leaned on his chest.
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At the guest table, there was a sudden loud bang, and Branden smashed the table directly, his right hand dripping with blood, but he seemed to have no feeling at all, his eyes staring at the stage with
a crimson glare.
Braxton didn’t improve much either.
The knives and forks on the table were in his well–defined hands, and he skillfully played with
them.
As it spun rapidly, a cold light flashed by, making people’s hearts pound with fear, and they couldn’t help but worry if he would be holding this knife the next second and rush onto the stage to
kill.
Kiara got off the stage at some point, and in her usually kind and gentle eyes, there is now only
indifference.
Slap, three times, three crisp slaps landed on the faces of the three brothers of the Marquez family.
“Get out of here! I didn’t want to ruin your Uncle’s wedding!”
Her voice was icy cold as she walked gracefully towards the resting room.
Under her intimidation, Branden, Braxton, and Deven dared not resist at all and obediently followed along.
The door in the resting room closed and locked with a click.
Kiara pulled out a black and red whip from somewhere, covered with thorns, and its shiny color revealed no indication of its age.
But in the moment they took it out, all three of them knelt down in perfect unison.
That was the “family rule” of the Marquez family. When they were children, they were all beaten once, and they remembered the painful feeling and could never forget it.
Once the “family rules” were brought up, they didn’t dare to resist at all. Kiara saw their expressions, sneered, and the whip in her hand crackled. “It seems that you still don’t know what mistakes you have made!”
“If it weren’t for me and your grandfather living in seclusion at the estate, you would probably have turned out to be spoiled!”
“The marriage was already arranged, Lilyana is such a good girl, how could you treat her like this!”
