Chapter 938
How could I possibly be late?
I knew exactly what time it was. Brandon had set the time for 9:19 am.
It meant a long and lasting relationship.
He put so much thought into this. How could I possibly disappoint him?
As Lisa and I went downstairs, the person standing there left me stunned.
His dark suit was impeccably fitted, and his black hair was combed neatly back. Towering at over six feet, he exuded an inherent nobility. The warm winter sun cast a gentle glow on him.
I had never seen such a handsome man before, nor had I ever seen Brandon look so dashing.
My mind flashed back to when I first met him. He had a crew cut, tanned skin, and a wild vibe that made me think he was trouble.
Back then, I never could have imagined that he would become the most important man in my life.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, smiling as I walked toward him.
"I came because I was afraid I might miss my bride," Brandon replied, extending his hand to me.
I walked over and placed my hand i
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