Enchanted By His Charm

A group of girls broke in and interrupted the conversation.

Lilith, who, like the girls of other companies, was dressed in a white dress, looked like jasmine, smelling light and fragrant. She went forward and hugged Cassie, praising her beauty.

Irish looked at Lilith and thought of Jay, thinking in her heart that, in fact, love was really a tiresome thing.

A group of people gathered next to the bride to take a picture; someone laughed and said, "Dr. Irish, Joseph is always so handsome today. Don't you go out and find him? I can see a lot of people out there sticking to him."

Cassie looked at Irish.

However, Irish gently closed her lips, put her arm around Cassie, and told them. "I belong to the bride today."

The crowd laughed.

Cassie laughed and reached out and patted Irish's arm, but in her eyes, there was worry about her.

"Cassie, fortunately, you are married to Dr. Irish's brother. If you change to another man and see Dr. Irish dressed so beautifully today, maybe he will shift his love to her." A girl was loose-lipped.

After hearing this, Irish felt a little embarrassed. She thought of Fredrick. She remembered that Cassie had asked her. "Do you like Fredrick?"

Cassie saw her embarrassment, then laughed, "Irish is beautiful. I like you more than a man. Men can be robbed by her, and the man who can be robbed does not deserve to be cherished by me. All I have to do is keep our friendship forever."

Lilith smiled gently. "Is this called a good best friend of mine? But I have the greatest confidence in my sister. She doesn't want to rob a man of a good friend."

Others agreed, "And Mr. Dover is always in the way, and who has a chance to get close to Dr. Irish."

They were laughing again.

When the ceremony was about to begin, Cassie pulled Irish aside and whispered, "I don't care if you two break up or not. You must catch it when I throw flowers in my hand, or I'll be unhappy."

Irish felt warm, but she retorted, "You think I am a basket? The premise is that you have to shoot it correctly."

"Don't worry, I'll fight for your happiness," Cassie whispered.

Irish could not help laughing.

She accompanied Cassie to the last to go out, and when she reached the door, Irish could not help asking, "You are really in love with Roy, aren't you?"

Cassie stopped for a moment, silent for a while, and then looked at her, slightly smiled, "In fact, he is a good man."

Irish stared at her eyes and nodded gently.

The ceremony was not very cumbersome, but it was solemn enough to make one want to cry.

Cassie's father and mother cried, moved.

Irish, as a bridesmaid, did not care about her feelings when she personally participated in the ceremony. Besides her was Joseph. As all the girls said, he was handsome, and his tall and straight figure attracted the attention of many women.

Irish thought it would be awkward to see him that day after the day they had broken up, they never met again and never contacted each other, just like a normal couple who broke up, each returning to the track of the past.

But unexpectedly, Joseph was generous and still gentle to her, even Cassie could not help but ask her in a low voice, "Irish, have you two really broken up? It looks like he is normal. Are you kidding me?"

She was beyond dispute. They really broke up.

When the bridesmaid and best man left the stage, Joseph extended his hand to Irish, and his lips were with a shallow smile. He looked at her, and his deep pupils were mapped by the gentle light of the lawn, looking warm and gentle, causing Irish to have the illusion for a moment. That day they had said the breakup was a dream and had not happened at all.

She could not help but give her hand.

The smile on Joseph's lips expanded, stopped, and clasped her slender fingers.

Irish clearly felt the hot eyes of the women in the venue, like needles piercing her back.

When it was the groom's turn to speak, Roy looked a little excited. His fingers trembled when he took the microphone. Cassie saw that scene, and somehow she smiled.

Irish was also amused, but the bottom of her heart was moved. She thought Roy would certainly be good to Cassie.

Joseph suddenly said, "He's too nervous."

Irish did not expect him to say that, so she turned her head and looked at him and found that his side face seemed to have a faint smile, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and for a moment, she was confused. Was she too self-contained? She thought that a breakup could exhaust each other's energy, but Joseph was still talking and laughing. Was this relationship nothing to him, or was his ability to adjust himself very strong? Or was it that he was open-minded, and they could be friends?

She knew clearly that she could not be friends with him.

Roy's voice came out of the microphone, deep with a little vibrato, and he cleared his throat. "Thank you for coming. Well. What I want to say is, from today on, I have a wife, I will be good to you. I will be loyal to my wife Cassie all my life!

This was straightforward, causing everyone present to laugh.

She looked at Cassie again. First of all, Cassie was surprised. She certainly didn't expect Roy, who had always been chic, to say such words at this time, but soon, she blushed.

The crowd cheered and asked them to kiss.

Roy turned his head and rushed up to her. "Priest, can I kiss my wife now?"

The Priest laughed.

Roy did not care so much, strode forward, reached for Cassie, bowed his head, and kissed down.

The petals floated down in the air, like a petal rain, beautiful and dreamy.

In this way, Cassie marries Roy and becomes Mrs. Lake.

When the bride threw the flowers, everyone laughed at Joseph and Irish. Finally, some people shouted, "Our President's wife, you must see it clearly. The flowers must be thrown into Dr. Irish's hands so that our manager will take the wedding leave, and then we can relax for a few days."

Everyone laughed.

Lilith opened her mouth and said, "Don't worry, single ladies. Let my sister solve her life-long affairs first. Don't rob it away."

Irish was embarrassed and flushed, eager to cover Lilith's mouth.