Take My Breath Away

The wedding venue was decorated in dominant colors of pink and white. It was like a fairy tale wedding; there was a pumpkin carriage and different sizes of shining crystal high heels, pink roses, pianos and other ornaments scattered around the hall. In the center of the stage was a ten-tiered wedding cake. Romantic music played in the background. The overall decoration looked absolutely luxurious and high-end.

A well-known MC walked onto the stage to announce the start of the ceremony. Soon, the two black doors that were three-meter high slowly opened up.

The spotlight was shone onto the doorway. Under the soft romantic melody, the bride, dressed in her magnificent wedding gown, slowly walked into the hall, holding a bouquet of pink and white roses in her hands; a long wedding train trailed behind her as she walked along the red carpet.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her.

Debbie, the day's heroine, wore a graceful smile and elegantly walked towards the dashing man on the other end of the red carpet.

Behind her were the two flower children—Sean and Evelyn.

Evelyn looked at the setting around her, wide-eyed. This was all really amazing and special because she was attending her own parents' wedding.

Sebastian walked Debbie down the aisle and gave her away to Carlos.

The wedding ring Debbie wore that day was the diamond ring which Carlos had given her a few years ago. The one that was almost the size of a pigeon egg! Carlos wanted to buy her a new ring, but Debbie refused. She insisted that she already had enough rings. On top of it all, this diamond ring carried a lot of good memories and reminded her of Carlos' love for her.

In the end, Carlos gave in and didn't insist further.

The wedding ceremony went smoothly. As a traditional rule, the couple bowed respectfully to the elders of the two families and served them tea. The family members gave them their blessings.

The grand ceremony went on for an hour, and it finally came to an end when the couple kissed affectionately, accompanied by a huge round of applause from the guests.

After the ceremony, the guests moved out of the hall. Carlos had arranged a few other programs to entertain their distinguished guests.

They marched over to the seashore to watch the marine life show.

There were dolphins, whales, and other marine life in the show, but they were not trained like those in an aquarium. They were attracted towards the island and they did what they usually did in the sea freely. It was the most natural show, with no harm caused to the animals. Everyone enjoyed it with bright smiles on their faces.

Meanwhile, the heroine was still busy. In the lounge, with the help of the bridesmaids, Debbie changed into a red Chinese cheongsam, getting ready to toast to the guests at the dinner party.

At the party, led by Wade and Miranda ahead of them, Debbie and Carlos walked arm in arm around the tables and toasted to each of the guests.

Although Carlos didn't publicly announce his true parentage, most of the guests already knew the truth. So, they all naturally considered Wade and Miranda as Carlos' real parents.

Hayden was invited to the wedding as well. He didn't come alone. Along with him, were his wife and little child. When Carlos clinked glasses with Hayden, Hayden's wife whispered to Debbie, "Thank you very much, Mrs. Huo."

Debbie was caught by surprise. If her memory served her right, this woman was the daughter of the Qin family, who had collaborated with Olga to bully her four years ago. But why was she thanking her now?

Seeing the confusion in Debbie's eyes, she explained in a low voice, "Thank you for turning down Hayden so cruelly. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have had the chance to win him over." It was as clear as crystal to everyone in Y City that Hayden had been crazily in love with Debbie. Hayden's wife was well aware of it too.

At the beginning, she hated Debbie to the bone. But later, she had seen with her eyes and had also heard how coldly Debbie had turned Hayden down. At that time, she finally was sure that Debbie didn't love Hayden.

After being rejected by Debbie, Hayden was crestfallen and heartbroken. His wife was clever enough to seize the opportunity to comfort him and get close to him. Since they were already married, she gradually won his heart.

Besides, Carlos always publicly showed off his love for Debbie in a high-profile manner. Each time, it hurt Hayden and was a mental blow to him. As time went by, he finally gave up on Debbie and accepted his wife.

Now, she had also given birth to a daughter for Hayden, so their relationship had improved even more. They were a couple in love now.

Realizing what she meant, Debbie smiled and raised her glass. "Don't thank me. You strove for your own happiness. I had nothing to do with it. Anyway, congratulations, Mrs. Gu."

"Thank you, Mrs. Huo." The two women smiled at each other and clinked glasses.

Gus had come with his girlfriend—now, his wife. They had gotten married two years ago. When Debbie and Carlos approached the table he was sitting at, they found him glaring at Decker, who was now talking to Dixon.

Gus was so pissed at him. He was Decker's uncle, but the man didn't call him "Uncle Gus" at all. What was worse, Decker was trying to take over the Lu Group. Decker was even more annoying than Debbie. Thinking of that, Gus sulked silently.

Of course, Decker had sensed the angry gaze, but he didn't give a damn about it. He wasn't afraid of his so-called uncle. In Decker's eyes, Gus was just as childish as Debbie. He was a matured married man, but he dealt with the company business impulsively without thorough consideration.

"Decker, it's our uncle Gus. Be polite," Debbie said to him. Besides her mother, among the Lu family, Debbie only acknowledged two other people as her own family—Curtis and Gus.

Decker wasn't convinced. "He's your uncle Gus, not mine. He's younger than me! I won't call him 'Uncle.'"

Gus snorted, "For Debbie's sake, I won't blame you for what you have done. But if you continue to mess with the Lu Group, I won't let you off the hook so easy!"

Decker sneered, "Won't let me off the hook? Who cares? Let me tell you this now. Go back and tell Elroy Lu, we will surely take over the Lu Group one day!"

When he said "we," he meant himself and Debbie.

Gus was irritated by his provocation. He wanted to throw a tantrum, but considering that it was Carlos and Debbie's wedding, he swallowed the anger for the time being.

Debbie told her brother in a low voice, "Gus is a nice guy. He helped me a lot when I was studying abroad." Back when she was in England, Curtis had sent Gus to take care of her. He had indeed helped her in some ways.

"I know what to do," Decker replied curtly and then kept silent.

Debbie shook her head helplessly.

Carlos wasn't interested in the conflicts between Gus and Decker, as long as there was no harm done to his wife. So after toasting to them, he moved on to the next table and continued socializing with the other guests.

The night grew deeper. Back at the manor, Carlos climbed the staircase a bit unsteadily because he had drunk too much. He stood in the corridor on the second floor. His beloved woman was in the bedroom at the other end of the corridor.

It was their wedding night.

Leaning against the wall of the corridor and looking in the direction of their bedroom, Carlos couldn't help smiling.

He smiled goofily, his face glowing with happiness.

Taking a deep breath, he continued staggering towards their room. When he reached the door, he slowly pushed it open. Only the bed lamp was on inside the room. Under the dim light, he saw a figure lying in the big connubial bed. The bedding set was red in color, with dragon and phoenix patterns, according to the wedding custom of the country.

But... Something didn't feel right.

Although he was a little drunk, Carlos was always an alert man. He sensed that there were more than two people inside this room, other than himself. He felt around the wall for the light switch and turned all the lights on.

In an instant, the bedroom was filled with the bright lights.

He vigilantly looked around, but found nothing suspicious.

With his guard on, he strode towards the bed. A woman with long hair was lying in one side of the bed. Half of her face was buried under the thin quilt and her eyes were covered under her long hair. Carlos couldn't see her face clearly.

He stretched out his arm and pulled the quilt away. In an instant, the person sat up, jumped into Carlos' arms and yelled, "Honey, happy wedding to you!"