Chapter 825 Speculations And Bridal Intrigues
“I feel like he doesn’t want to marry me, but once he woke up, it was already set in stone, and there was no way to divorce. That’s why he can’t sleep but sighs all the time…”
The more the little girl spoke, the more upset she became, and in the end, tears streamed down her face. “How can I bear to see him in such a predicament? If he’s too embarrassed to initiate a breakup, then let me do it. I don’t care what others think of me, as long as he’s happy…”
Cherise was speechless. Taking a deep breath, she ordered a glass of iced lemon tea for Lyra. “Please, calm down. Maybe his gloomy face is not because of you?”
Lyra pursed her lips, carefully looking up at Cherise. “If it’s not because of me, then what could it be? He just woke up and saw his most admired person vindicated. He has nothing to be gloomy about…”
After saying this, she carefully pursed her lips again, adding in a low voice, “Besides marrying me… what else could make him feel so troubled?”
Although she seemed somewhat convinced by Lyra, when Zachary called her in the morning, he clearly said that he wanted to live a good life with Lyra. So Cherise could only continue to advise Lyra calmly. But gradually, not only Lyra was overthinking, but Cherise was also overthinking.
Yeah.
If you genuinely want to live a good life with someone, and you don’t dislike them, why would you get up in the middle of your wedding night and sit in the study sighing?
Is that how you should look when you marry the person you love?
In the end, Cherise made up her mind, stood up, and took Lyra’s hand. “Stop crying, let’s go!”
Lyra looked up at her with teary eyes. “Where are we going?”
Cherise waved her hand. “Instead of speculating here, let’s go to Zachary and ask him why he was so gloomy on his wedding night!”
Lyra pursed her lips and immediately backed down. “Cherry… forget it…”
“I don’t want to ask him face to face… it’s too awkward…”
“Will you feel at ease if you don’t ask?”
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Cherise gave Lyra a glance and pulled her up. “As your cousin, I’ll make the decision for you today!”
“Let’s go and ask Zachary together!”
With that, regardless of Lyra’s resistance, Cherise directly pulled her into the car.
At this moment, in the bridal chamber of Zachary Miles and Lyra Quinnell, Damien sat on the sofa, sipping tea while casually looking around. “I can see that Lyra has thought of you in every aspect.”
“A little girl like her should like bright and colorful colors, but because of you, she has decorated the house in a cold gray style.”
The man shook his head slightly. “How do you plan to make it up to her?”
“Between husband and wife, such calculations shouldn’t be made.”
Zachary smiled faintly, a hint of shyness flashing in his eyes. “The rest of my life is hers. She should be very happy.”
Damien laughed. “If she’s happy, why would she go to the city hall to wait for you?”
Speechless, Zachary sighed, “Maybe I gave her the wrong impression. Last night, when you called me to block the traffic, I guessed that Raymond Lenoir had escaped…
I was alone in the study last night, feeling melancholy for a long time. With Raymond Lenoir’s escape… I don’t know when we’ll find him. I haven’t given Aunt Charisa an explanation yet…”
The man gave another sigh, “Last night, Lyra woke up and saw me sighing in the study. She probably overthought it.”
