Chapter 20: The Dawn of the Wedding Approaches
The church in London, like a solemn and kind old man, stands quietly in the center of the city, about to witness a grand celebration of love. The spire of the church reaches into the sky, as if telling the story of the years to the sky. The ancient walls are covered with vines of the years, and at this moment, they are decorated with white silk and delicate flowers, as if wearing festive costumes.
Inside the church, rows of benches are wiped clean and bright, and each bench is tied with exquisite bows at both ends. The silk texture gleams softly under the candlelight. In front of the altar, the huge bouquet is like a gorgeous sea of flowers, with pink roses, white lilies, and purple lilacs intertwined, exuding a charming fragrance. Among the flowers, the flickering candlelight is like the twinkling stars in the night sky, creating a sacred and romantic atmosphere for the entire church.
The surroundings of the wedding venue are also carefully arranged. The emerald green lawn is neatly trimmed, like a huge green carpet. Along the edge of the lawn, rows of golden candlesticks were placed, and the candles on the candlesticks swayed gently in the breeze, and the light and shadows danced on the grass. The white tents were built in an orderly manner like clouds. Inside the tents, there were gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging, and the light was sprinkled on the dining table covered with exquisite tablecloths. The silver tableware was neatly placed, reflecting charming light.
With tension and expectation, Sofia and Antonio stepped into the church and venue that would become the witness of their love for the final wedding rehearsal. They walked slowly along the red carpet, and the priest stood in front of the altar, smiling and explaining every detail of the wedding process to them. Antonio was upright, his eyes full of longing for the future. He held Sofia's hand tightly, as if telling her that no matter what happened, he would be by her side. Sofia was wearing a simple white dress, with a happy smile on her beautiful face. Her eyes always met Antonio's, and her eyes were full of trust and love.
They sent wedding invitations to relatives and friends around the world, and what responded to them was a flood of blessings. An art partner from France sent exquisite handmade artworks, wishing their love to be as unique as the artworks; friends from Italy sent top-quality wines, hoping that their lives would be full of sweetness and mellowness; relatives far away in the United States sent warm congratulations through video, expressing their deep blessings and expectations for the newlyweds.
In the last moments before the wedding, Alicia accompanied Sofia like a guardian angel. They sat in front of the window filled with sunshine, enjoying exquisite English afternoon tea. Alicia gently held Sofia's hand and said with a smile: "Dear, you are the most beautiful bride in the world, don't be nervous, everything will be perfect." She shared the interesting stories she had heard, making Sofia laugh, successfully relieving her nervousness and allowing her to fully immerse herself in the joy of entering the marriage hall.
Antonio worked together with family members to busy themselves with the reception arrangements for the wedding. They carefully checked the guest list to ensure that every guest was properly arranged. The elders in the family directed the servants to decorate the guest rooms, which were filled with fresh flowers and exquisite snacks. Every detail showed the family's enthusiasm and thoughtfulness. The young family members were responsible for arranging the entertainment of the wedding. The melodious music, wonderful dance performances and interesting interactive games will add more joy and surprises to the wedding.
However, at this seemingly peaceful and beautiful moment, Isabella suddenly appeared like a ghost on the eve of the wedding. She stood in front of Antonio with a trace of regret and affection in her eyes. "Antonio, I was wrong. I have always loved you. I am the most suitable person for you. Please don't marry Sofia." Her voice trembled slightly, trying to win Antonio's heart again.
Antonio looked at her with a firm and indifferent look. "Isabella, what you have done has completely disappointed me. I love Sofia, my heart has long belonged to her, and I will hold a wedding with her and spend my life with her." His words were like a sharp blade, cutting off Isabella's last fantasy.
Isabella's face was pale, and tears were rolling in her eyes. She turned away silently, but the resoluteness in her eyes made people wonder. Will she give up? Or will she stir up trouble again on the wedding day? This question is like a bomb hidden in the dark, which may explode at any time during the grand celebration of the wedding, casting an unknown shadow on the upcoming wedding, making people full of worries and expectations about the final outcome of the wedding.