Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1927: Chapter 1937: Needs This Identity

She never anticipated this wedding!

After Oscar realized this, his gaze turned somber, and he smirked without waiting for Skye Lawrence’s response, he immediately said, ”You probably don’t need me to help you put it on. The wedding is about to start. As the bride, you should have arrived at least half an hour early to greet the guests. I’ll wait for you outside.”

After speaking, he strode out with his long legs.

Skye Lawrence gripped the box in her hand tightly, slowly took out the diamond necklace inside, and put it around her neck.

She looked at herself in the mirror, wearing the wedding dress, and was lost in thought for a moment before she Regained her composure and went out.

...

Their wedding this time was just like Kendall Lynch said, only attended by Oscar’s family and friends.

No media, no red carpet, no dazzling stars.

So low-key it was ridiculous.

However, whether it was due to a matter of face or some other reason, although the wedding was held very discreetly, it took place at the seaside she had once imagined.

Rows of neat chairs were arranged on the beach, with the priest standing at the very front, solemn and dignified.

People were seated on both sides of the chairs, chatting quietly with one another. It wasn’t until the wedding march began playing that the socializing, laughing people quieted down and looked over at her.

Generally, the bride should walk with her father, up to the groom, with her father giving his daughter away to him.

Since Skye Lawrence and the Lawrence Family had already fallen out, no one attended to play the role of father.

Under the eyes of everyone, she walked, step by step, steadily to the rhythm of the music, towards the man standing at the front...

She’s getting married...

Really getting married...

Marrying someone she doesn’t love, officially getting married...

Skye Lawrence was in a daze.

She had long anticipated a day like this, choosing a man she didn’t love but was suitable and spending a lifetime of mutual respect together. However, when this moment really came, she still wanted to escape.

She wanted to wantonly throw away the bouquet in her hands, and recklessly declare that she wasn’t getting married!

Yet, even though her feet felt as heavy as 150 pounds, she mechanically continued to step forward.

She couldn’t not marry, even if she didn’t care about Oscar’s threats, she needed the identity of Mrs. Oscar. With this identity, it would be much easier for her to manage many things.

Skye Lawrence, you’ve already walked 99 steps, just one step away, are you going to give up? Then what do those 99 steps mean?

She tightly gripped the bouquet in her hand, her beautiful eyes gradually becoming determined.

Suppressing the impulse to escape that surged in her heart, she slowly moved towards the man at the very front and reached out her hand—

She wanted this identity, with this identity, she could complete what she wanted to do!

No matter what, she had to complete what she needed to do!

*

At this moment.

A black Land Rover was quietly parked outside the hotel, unnoticed in the corner.

Before long, someone dressed as hotel staff ran over to the car, knocking twice on the window.

The window rolled down aside, and the staff whispered a few words to the driver. The driver occasionally nodded, then asked him to wait a moment, rolled the window back up, and turned to the man in the back seat, ”Vice President, the hotel staff just came to say that the First Young Lady’s wedding has already begun.”

After speaking, he held his breath, cautiously observing the man’s reaction in the back seat of the car.