Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 676 - 352: Romantic Sunset Wedding 3

At this moment, Mrs. Geoffrey and Aunt Clare were wiping their tears.

Isabella Joanna encouraged from the side, "Does the groom have anything to say to the bride?"

Howard Geoffrey’s lips curled into a smile, and he suddenly released Rebecca Quentin, walking to the temporary stage where the pastor had been standing, speaking into the microphone.

Isabella Joanna and Christine Quinn had already rushed to surround Rebecca Quentin.

Rebecca Quentin raised her moist eyes to look at Howard Geoffrey.

Howard Geoffrey’s gaze was firmly fixed on Rebecca Quentin as he hoarsely declared, "Becca, thank you for giving me another chance, allowing me to be by your side, have you, and care for you... Marrying you is the greatest fortune of my life. Thank you for your forgiveness and generosity in not holding those years of mistakes against me. Here before God and the divine, I, Howard Geoffrey, vow that I will only love Rebecca Quentin for the rest of my life, and will never break my word."

As Howard Geoffrey finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted around.

Rebecca Quentin, who had been holding back tears, finally let them fall in that touching moment...

"Lastly, I want to say to everyone here—darling, I love you!"

Lines of tears streaked down Rebecca Quentin’s delicate and beautiful face, and she covered her mouth, crying uncontrollably.

Howard Geoffrey walked off the stage and drew the crying Rebecca Quentin into his embrace.

Nighttime.

A bright bonfire was lit on the beach.

The wedding reception took place here.

With melodic music, a dance floor set on the beach, delicious food, and young maidens interspersing through the dance floor...

All these formed a warm and romantic scene.

Isabella Joanna embraced Roger Leonard as they romantically danced on the dance floor, while Skyler Jones, Nelson Lewis, and Howard Geoffrey held wine glasses, chatting about men’s topics.

Christine Quinn pulled Marie to dance as well, making Mrs. Geoffrey and Aunt Clare smile nearby.

Nelson Lewis’s wife, Theresa Lewis, came to Rebecca Quentin’s side.

Sitting on a chair with her chin rested in hand, immersed in watching Howard Geoffrey laughing and talking with his two brothers in the distance, Rebecca Quentin hadn’t noticed Theresa Lewis’s arrival.

"Becca."

Only when Theresa Lewis called out did Rebecca Quentin come to her senses, awkwardly responding, "Uh, sister-in-law."

Theresa Lewis teased, "Watching him, don’t you feel very happy too?"

Rebecca Quentin shyly nodded.

Theresa Lewis smiled, "Isn’t this an unforgettable wedding?"

"Yes."

"Are you wondering how he suddenly arranged such a romantic and thoughtful wedding for you?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded, looking at Theresa Lewis expectantly.

Theresa Lewis said, "Actually, more than a month ago, Howard Geoffrey had already ordered his subordinate Roye to set up this wedding on the island."

Rebecca Quentin was surprised, "More than a month ago?"

"Of course, otherwise, do you think those flowers, those Roman columns, and several satellite receivers for global live broadcasting just arrived temporarily?"

Rebecca Quentin was amazed, "Satellite receivers?"

"Those machines flashing lights behind the pastor during your and Howard Geoffrey’s vows just now!"

"What? Those were satellite receivers?"

Theresa Lewis nodded, "Howard Geoffrey bought the most influential TV channels in four places between the United States and Flowery Kingdom to broadcast the wedding you just had with him."

Rebecca Quentin’s mouth opened wide in a circle.

Oh my gosh...

It was actually broadcasted live!

Rebecca Quentin regretfully hit her forehead.

Theresa Lewis laughed and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Rebecca Quentin regretfully said, "I didn’t meticulously prepare my bridal makeup, it must look terrible."

"No, you looked beautiful. You can watch the replay when you return to your room."

"He’s so wasteful."

Theresa Lewis teasingly said, "You don’t have to worry about saving money for your husband, he has more than he can spend."

"No, I never thought he would change his low-key ways so boldly."

"Did you forget he promised to give you a grand wedding?"

Rebecca Quentin’s nose suddenly felt sore again, "I thought he didn’t really mean it."

Theresa Lewis shook her head, "Your husband may not say it, but I assure you, he remembers all your hobbies and the promises he’s made to you distinctly."

Rebecca Quentin lifted her eyes to look at Howard Geoffrey who was currently accepting Nelson Lewis’s congratulations.

The slightly yellowish light of the bonfire shone on his handsome face, making his features appear particularly three-dimensional and attractive.

"Howard Geoffrey, wishing you and Becca a hundred years of happiness and unity."

Nelson Lewis raised his glass to Howard Geoffrey.

Howard Geoffrey clinked glasses with Nelson Lewis and took a sip.