"Even after hearing my concerns, you're still执意要举行这场婚礼吗?" Ophelia asked. "Yes," Cade replied, determination in his voice. "What drives you?" "I'm intrigued by your character," she confessed. "But I must warn you, you might not find what you expect." "I'm prepared to accept that challenge," Cade said, his thoughts lingering on the past two years. Their paths crossed two years later, after that fateful encounter on their nightstand, leaving Cade questioning his heart. His grandfather's choice seemed impeccable, especially now as Ophelia sat before him, oblivious to their history. He vowed never to let her slip away once more. Ophelia had grown up with a promise never to start a family alone, but her father's relentless pursuit of making her his heir, tied to marriage, left her with no alternative but to consider the golden-eyed man opposite her. "I can overlook your appearance," she said, gesturing towards his face. "Though it might not be my top priority," she added, tilting her head curiously. Cade hesitated, then decided to push forward. "Very well, let's proceed with the wedding."
