Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 763 - 759, I am willing

"I know," Felix Shaw had already lifted his handsome face, with his chin resting on Mia Foster’s shoulder while looking forward, his eyebrows knitted tightly, his peach-blossom eyes still tinged with red, hugging Mia Foster tightly with both hands, he sighed and said, "Mia Foster, let’s get married. I want to have a family. Maybe in your eyes, I’m not mature enough... but, I want to have a home, a home of my own..." No longer wanting to live in that perverted house, no longer wanting to face those family members that made him feel uneasy.

"Felix, once we’re married you’re not allowed to be unfaithful, you can’t have entanglements with other women," Mia Foster said, and Felix Shaw buried his handsome face into her shoulder nook again, "Mia Foster, I want to have a home..."

... 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Felix Shaw got married; the wedding was hastily prepared; from the initiation of nuptial arrangements to the wedding day was no more than half a month. His bachelor apartment was transformed into the new home for him and Mia Foster, the dark-patterned bed sheets in the room were also replaced with festive bright red ones.

The couple held a Western-style wedding in an open-air park, with a long table set up on the grass laden with a variety of foods and drinks, servers dressed in uniform bustling back and forth with trays in hand.

Felix Shaw was in a black tailcoat suit, wearing a red bowtie, his short hair meticulously groomed, and that frivolous smile that often hung on his handsome face was gone, replaced by a serious and decorous expression.

Mia Foster was in a strapless wedding dress, handmade, with the skirt sprinkled with bits of diamonds, her long hair piled high, standing beside Felix Shaw holding a bouquet of bright roses.

Of course, several brothers attended Felix Shaw’s wedding.

Nicholas Croft was in a dark-colored suit, exceptionally conspicuous even amidst the crowd.

Evander Lancaster, changing from his usual casual look, wore a white tuxedo and also a bowtie, the free-spirited man now resembling a prince out of a comic, attracting the initiative of several women to strike up a conversation.

Nathan Moore came with Olivia Zane, his black suit and white shirt matching his stern handsome face, projecting an aura of awe-inspiring authority.

Olivia Zane was dressed in a pink dress, sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by Nathan Moore.

On the erected stage, Felix Shaw and Mia Foster stood facing each other, holding hands, as the Priest read from the Bible, imparting blessings. Nathan Moore, aiding the wheelchair, looked up at the man and woman being blessed by the Priest on the stage, his onyx-like eyes somewhat hazy. When the Priest asked Felix Shaw... in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, would you still take care of her...

Nathan Moore’s voice fell in sync with Felix Shaw’s, "I do..." Those murmured three words were not very loud, yet Olivia Zane heard them clearly, she turned her head curiously and asked, "Nathan, what did you say?"

Nathan Moore withdrew his gaze, glancing at her indifferently, his cool eyes devoid of much emotion, "Are you thirsty? I’ll get you something to drink." Then, he turned and walked toward the food area.

Watching Nathan Moore’s retreating figure, Olivia Zane’s lips curled into a smile. During the Priest’s blessings, he said he was willing; he must be brooding over the fact that they couldn’t personally receive the Priest’s blessings at their own wedding...

Although it’s a bit of a regret, no matter, once her body is fully recovered, they would go on vacation abroad together. There are many churches there.

Having received the Priest’s blessing, Mia Foster and Felix Shaw, along with both sets of parents, navigated their way among the guests. Vanessa Armstrong and her daughter did not come because Felix Shaw had explicitly banned his father from bringing them to his wedding.

The high-society wedding provided plenty of opportunities for the many single men and women attending. Evander Lancaster didn’t have a female companion, no matter where he went, women took the initiative to chat with him.