Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

In any case, Samantha is a girl and a bit of a stinker.

So she immediately pulled out her phone and took a selfie and sent it to Luca’s phone, who ended up not responding to her message, not knowing what she was doing.

Doria and Biancamaria thought she looked great in this dress, so they pulled out their phones and took pictures with her, horizontally and vertically, and when they were done, the photographer who was covering the wedding asked Samantha to take some pictures too.

Samantha was already heavy in this outfit, and she was asked to pose for many photos, which she did at first, but by the end of the set, Samantha was exhausted.

At this point Luca still had not responded to her messages, so what was he doing?

Samantha was a little upset, and she hadn’t eaten much this morning for makeup, so she was really hungry after all the fuss.

Thinking about it, she asked her two bridesmaids.

“I’m a little hungry, can I have something to eat?”

Doria turned and took a handful of cookies and sugar from the table, “Can you eat this?”

At the sight of the dry cookies and sickly sweet sugar, Samantha immediately refused, “I don’t want to eat this.”

Biancamaria rummaged through her bag and found a small package of bread, “Take this, I took it with me in the car to eat, but I didn’t have time.”

It was also dry, Samantha was so hungry she would even eat noodle soup, but there was no way to make a big show of looking for food now, and if she ate she would have to brush her teeth at the wedding, and if she did, some of her makeup would surely come off.

Samantha pushed the bread back even as she thought about the fear of being dominated by the makeup artist.

“Forget it, I’ll eat when the wedding is over, and then I can eat whatever I want.”

“It’s true.” Doria nodded in agreement, “The wedding car will arrive soon anyway, so we can eat it after the ceremony.”

“Yes.”

Suddenly, Samantha’s phone rang and she glanced over to find that Luca had answered it.

“I’m getting ready, I’ll be there soon.”

Coming soon?

I don’t know why, but when she saw it, Samantha’s heart skipped an uncontrollable beat, and she felt so uncomfortable that she blushed even for a text message.

So she put the phone away, feigning calm.

Doria was very excited today, posting photos of Samantha and her room to her circle of friends, ending with a selfie of herself.

Samantha then couldn’t help but ask her, “Have you added your man on Facebook?”

Doria was a little surprised to hear that.

“How do you know?”

“Look at you, you don’t usually post to your friends, but now you’re posting as much as you can, and even though you posted two pictures of me, the rest are all yours.”

“Yes.” Doria coughed slightly and smiled, “My sister and best friend, you are about to get married and enter married life, but I am still single, so let me take this opportunity to post it.”

“Come on, when did I say I wouldn’t let you post? You just won’t tell me what’s going on?”

“Well, I’m still a fan, although he’s not famous yet, but I’m sure one day he’ll go on stage and show it to everyone and shine!”

“If so, then he will be even further away from you in the future.”

“That’s fine, I just like to see him on stage, no matter how far away he is.”

After saying this, Doria cupped her cheeks and looked at Samantha, “I envy you, you found your happiness so quickly, I always thought you would never get on with your personality before, but who knew you would be quick to make friends and even quicker to get married once you had a whim. I guess you’re also in no hurry to get pregnant not long after your wedding.”

Samantha’s face blushed, “What are you talking about? Is it not possible to get pregnant that fast?”

“Really? You’re not pregnant yet?

” Doria cautiously approached her ear, “So your Luca is not very good, I can’t believe you didn’t hit the jackpot.”

Samantha: “!!!”

“How are you dirtier than me for a single girl?”

Doria smiled thievingly and did not respond to her words.

Soon there was a knock on the door from outside and everyone stood up.

“The groom is here the groom is here, we’ll make him answer the questions and if he doesn’t get them right he won’t be allowed in and we’ll have to give him a red packet.”

The room was abuzz when suddenly someone slipped a letter into Samantha’s hand.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“This is a promise, let the groom read it to you later.”

Samantha took it and looked at it, it was nothing but something like, after marriage the wife comes first, the wife is the most important, the wife is never wrong, and if there is a mistake then refer to the previous article or something like that.

Luca, such a man, could he read it aloud?

I don’t know why, but Samantha wanted to laugh at the thought of Luca reading it, and the jokes were already being made out.

Biancamaria did not know anyone, she was a family friend of the woman, but being an editor, she was the kind of person who could talk, and with her ability to make jokes, the atmosphere was immediately enlivened by her.

There were also two better men following Luca, both from her family, one of whom was a modest man, and the other was extremely witty.

Only after Luke had slipped many red packets through the door was the door opened.

As soon as the groom and best man entered, they were given the task of finding the bride’s shoes.

Playing the stunt well, the two pairs of shoes were soon found.

Samantha sat on the bed and waited, watching the men play, her lips involuntarily following.

She never thought she would see the day when Luca would come in a suit in the tone of her dress. Today Luca had dark hair and dark eyes, dark but bright, a beautiful nose, thin lips, and a scar that seemed lighter thanks to makeup, making his features less severe and softer.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Luca’s eyes flashed with astonishment at the sight of Samantha today.

He had always known that Samantha was beautiful, but her beauty was not usually revealed, except the last time she had worn a dress to a party, and the time she had gone to a wedding, when she had gone to a bar that night and danced on stage in that dress.

Until now, she sat quietly in her phoenix crown and cape, her white wedding gown coating her fair skin with an extra touch of gold, her eyelashes slightly arched, her gaze darting, her lips burning red.

At first sight, and forever.

Luca’s thin lips half-open and his eyes sank like the sea as he approached Samantha.

“I’m coming.”

At the sound of those words, Samantha felt as if a feather had tickled her heart, which was throbbing hard.