CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN:A bad Aura.

"You need to calm down sweetheart,"Ezekiel advised, to his over-excited wife, who had been listing down every single thing that would be necessary for the wedding.

Luckily, Grandpa handed everything over to her knowing how capable she was,and also because she was the only one who was more excited than everyone about the wedding.

"Don't tell me to calm down Ezekiel,you know how long I've waited for this"she reprimanded him,taking the sheet of paper she was holding and a pen and continued with whatever she was doing.

He sighed, when he knew it was useless trying to get her to calm down,leaving her to her wild imaginations about how the wedding would be, Honestly speaking he too, didn't knew it was actually going to happen anytime soon if his son hasn't suggested fixing the wedding date to stop the rumours about the murder.