Chapter 387

The wedding ceremony lasted a long time. As the stars of the day, Emma and Dylan were definitely the busiest. By the time they returned from offering a toast at each table, Emma's face was flushed red. Leaning half on Dylan, her eyes were glazed over with a drunken haze. Seeing this, Fisher's mother brought over a bowl of sweet soup for the couple to eat. Dylan took it with a smile, gulped it down in a few bites, then personally fed some to Emma. By now, Emma had moved from leaning on Dylan to leaning on Willow. Rubbing her sore calves, she complained: "Willow, you have no idea how hard it was for me, I have never worn high heels for so long before. My feet and legs don't even feel like my own." "It's all Dylan's fault. I told him we didn't need such an extravagant wedding. It almost killed me." Despite her complaints, the young lady's eyes and brows were all filled with a sweet smile of happiness. Fisher's mother, unable to resist, flicked her forehead lightly. Seeing that Dylan didn'