In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the wedding of July Quinn and Kyle Keaton, three days later.
After three days of rest, although the wound on Kyle Keaton’s forehead hadn’t fully healed, he could remove the bandage.
With his bangs slightly covering his forehead, the wound was no longer visible.
He then changed into the custom suit July Quinn had prepared for him, making him the embodiment of a charismatic groom.
The time was about right, and following the instructions sent by July Quinn, he arrived at the Caelan Sea Resort.
The main buildings of the Caelan Sea Resort had been completed and started operating.
But July Quinn said she wanted to have the wedding by the sea, so Kyle Keaton had the guests and staff cleared from the resort.
Now, inside the main structure of the resort, apart from Kyle Keaton, there wasn’t a single other person in sight.
Kyle Keaton arrived as promised, but July Quinn was nowhere to be seen.
After waiting for half a day, Kyle Keaton felt a vague unease and hurriedly dialed July Quinn’s number.
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Kyle Keaton looked toward the sound and saw July Quinn, draped in a pristine white wedding dress, walking slowly toward him.
"July, I thought you weren’t coming."
Kyle Keaton quickly stepped forward to greet July Quinn, his hoarse voice betraying a hint of uncontainable anxiety.
To this day, July Quinn’s background remained a mystery.
Coupled with her recent unpredictability, Kyle Keaton felt uneasy even while holding her in his arms each night, always fearing that a slight loosening would make this woman flee far away from his side.
So when she was late in appearing, Kyle Keaton felt as though he had lost her and his heart was nearly hollowed out.
But fortunately, she appeared.
Seeing her draped in bridal finery, smiling captivatingly amidst the splendor, Kyle Keaton felt the wait had been worth it.
"How could I not come? This is our wedding; if I didn’t come, you’d be left without a bride."
July Quinn opened her arms and embraced Kyle Keaton voluntarily.
In her memory, apart from pestering Kyle Keaton, she had never embraced him so proactively.
Leaning in his embrace, she discovered for the first time that a calm life could actually be this wonderful.
Words of gratitude fell naturally from her lips.
"Kyle Keaton, thank you."
July Quinn recalled reading the words: "No matter how deeply you’ve been hurt, there is always someone whose appearance makes you forgive the previous hardships life threw at you."
For July Quinn, Kyle Keaton was that person.
After enduring many difficulties, she often blamed fate for its unfairness.
But now she understood that if fate weren’t unfair, she wouldn’t have met someone like Kyle Keaton.
So she still thanked the heavens.
"Thank me for what? We are husband and wife, and no matter what we do, it’s what we should do."
Kyle Keaton kissed her cheek, "Let’s start our wedding."
Hand in hand, they walked to the most beautiful beach within Caelan Sea in all of Westmarch.
The seawater gently lapped at the shore, and the breeze brushed July Quinn’s hair.
The entire world, apart from the sound of the sea and the wind, seemed to consist only of the two of them.
July Quinn turned around, and the sunlight fell on her, making her look increasingly divine.
Kyle Keaton gathered his courage and began his vows.
"To the world, you are one person; but to me, you are my entire world. For the path ahead, I am willing to hold your hand and face it together. We’ll watch the tides rise and fall, savor the myriad facets of life together."
"Your appearance has transformed my ordinary life into a dazzling comedy, and I thank the heavens for letting me meet you at the most beautiful time of life. You will remain in my heart until my very last breath..."
July Quinn responded to Kyle Keaton’s vows, but did not promise to hold hands with him for the rest of their lives.
Because she may not have much life left...