Snare of Love
Chapter 270 Got Married

"What are you guys doing?" Armand let out a meaningful smile. Matthew could sense the woman in his arms now had her muscles tensed up. He felt like he was hugging a huge rock. He knew she was easily embarrassed, therefore he ignored him and entered the house.

"When had they become so close now?" Armand widened his eyes. Theresa took a glance at him. Without speaking a word, she entered the house too. Armand quickly followed her. "Theresa..." "Stop it!" Theresa growled. "Could you be a bit more mature, and give me more sense of security?"

"Sure." Armand hugged her. "Tell me anything you're not happy with, I'll change." Theresa was a little startled when she saw his serious look. "Are you serious?"

"Yes," Armand said without hesitance. He looked at her with an utmost solemn look. "Let's get married and have a try. Maybe we'll be good together." Theresa fell into silence and only stared at him. She then spoke at length, "Sure, we can have a try." Armand smiled and he hugged her even tighter.

The boss who promised to deliver the pearl to Dolores delivered the pearl to her as promised that night. There were two types of pearl, one was only the size of a regular bean, the other the size of a mung bean. There were a total of 800 pearls and each of them was round, smooth and shiny.

Although the boss wanted to make money from it, the goods were indeed nice. Dolores paid the money for the pearls after receiving them and also gave the boss some delivery fees. Since he was honest, she was willing to pay more.

After taking the pearls to her room, she started sewing, since there was not much time left for her too. The lace she bought was used to make the veil, and the pearls are needed to be sewn at the edge. That was because based on her design, the veil was six metres long and it would be dragged along the floor. The reasons she adorned the edge with pearls were for attractiveness, and also to avoid messing up the veil when it was dragged along the floor.

After having dinner, Matthew played with the kids while she continued sewing. After the kids had fallen asleep and he had finished taking a shower, she was still sewing on the couch. Matthew frowned. "I'll pay the money, you can buy whatever you want to buy for her." That was too exhausting to sew all hundreds of pearls on top. Dolores shook her head. "I did that out of sincerity, not of money."

Not to mention that was her job, therefore she did not feel tired at all. As long as she was free, she would make clothes for her customers on her own. She could only hand the sewing to the qualified workers when she was busy sometimes.

Matthew came close to her and wanted to sit next to her, yet as he just stooped and sat down, his arm was snatched by Dolores. Dolores was exceptionally cautious when she was working and there was not a single smile on her face when she spoke. "You can't sit here, go sleep with the kids." Matthew was speechless.

Looking at Dolores's face, Matthew swallowed his words. He could only get onto the bed, lie down and hug his daughter. He secretly thought he must be the poorest husband in the world. They had two kids, and he had only slept his wife once to date, it was even done under an extremely confused state, and their memory of it was very blur.

Looking up and seeing Matthew being that quiet, Dolores could finally concentrate on her task. The night was getting late and Dolores had no idea when she had fallen asleep. She could feel someone touching her when she was in a daze, yet she was too tired to open her eyes. She soon sensed herself lying on the huge, soft bed. She moved a little and continued to sleep with a more comfortable posture.

Everybody was busy these two days. Boyce and Armand were busy preparing for the wedding while Dolores was making the wedding gown in her room. Besides dealing with work, Matthew would stay with the kids. Two days time was short and time soon passed by.

The wedding day soon came. It was very cold that day, luckily the wedding was taken place indoors. Armand seemed to have sought for a wedding planner. The hall was decorated in a dreamy way and purple was the main theme. Purple was a mysterious colour and the colour made the wedding looked sacred and dignified.

In the resting room, Dolores put the wedding gown she made herself on Theresa. "I have nothing to give you but this wedding gown, it would be my wedding gift to you." Looking at the veil she put on her, Theresa's eyes went a little teary. "I bet you've not slept after sewing that many pearls on it within such a short time." Dolores looked up and saw her teary eyes. She quickly took two napkins to wipe her tears. "Today is your big day, don't cry, your makeup is getting messed up."

"Thank you." Theresa sniffed. "We're sisters, you don't have to be that courteous." Dolores dried the tears on her face. Theresa did not have any family in the country, so she was her family. "See, your makeup's been messed up." Dolores asked the makeup artist in to powder her face.

Theresa's face was soon powdered and Dolores squatted behind her, tidying her wedding gown. "I've gone to the wedding hall, the hall looks romantic. I can see Armand really puts a lot of effort." Theresa looked at her reflection in the mirror and did not speak. Since she had agreed, she could not regret it anymore. She only hoped Armand did not disappoint her.

It was time for Theresa to enter the hall. Since she did not have any family member, she could only walk the red carpet alone. She stepped on the red carpet scattered with flower petals and slowly passed by the first arch. Dolores knew Theresa well. She knew what type of wedding gown suited her, and what kind of design could highlight her body figure.

Theresa was slim yet she had well grown breast, therefore strapless wedding gown with fitted bodice suited her the best. It could make her sexiness stand out. The fishtail design and the fishtail dress required certain waistline. Only eligible waistline was able to make the fishtail dress appeared lively. Dolores was confident of Theresa's nice body. As expected, she looked like a mermaid with the fishtail when she walked and her slim body figure was utmost conspicuous under the fitting dress cutting.

Her pure white veil looked like fine feathers displayed by a white peacock at her back. The pearls of various sizes on it looked like twinkling stars that made her looked like a goddess came from heaven. There were no huge bunch of guests and tedious procedures in the wedding. The wedding was simple yet sacred.

Armand was wearing a black tuxedo and he was standing at the end of the red carpet. He was looking at the woman who was walking slowly towards him. His eyes became determined after a moment of daze She was a very innocent and special girl, a girl that he insisted to marry. He slightly looked down and a smile broke upon his lips.

Theresa came close to him under the melodious wedding song and Armand extended his hand to her. Theresa hesitated for a moment and she finally put her hand on his palm. The emcee's voice was then heard. "Today is Mr. Bernie and Miss Gordon's big day, please applaud for the bride and bridegroom."

The old lady who was dressed in red cheongsam with a mink stole on her now had her eyes teary and she was clapping her hands hard, feeling happy for her grandson. She had been longing for this day. Armand finally got married now. "Then Mr. Bernie, will you, take Miss Gordon as your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until you are parted by death?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐