Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

“My daughter, of course, is the most beautiful in the world,” Luther smiled as he walked over.

He was about to pick up Iris when she refused, “Don’t, my dress will wrinkle. And don’t touch my head, my hairstyle will get messy.” Before her father could ruffle her hair, she quickly stopped him.

Luther chuckled, “Alright, I won’t touch you.”

Joyce also smiled and shook her head, girls will always be girls, after all.

When Joyce and Luther had changed into their clothes, Anderson arrived late.

Still half asleep, it was clear he hadn’t fully woken up yet. Yawning as he walked.

“Wake up, you need to change your clothes,” Joyce pulled Anderson over, “Did you eat something before? The ceremony will be long and there won’t be any food. You’ll get hungry. If you change after eating, you might dirty your outfit.”

“I ate already, Grandma gave me some snacks. That’s why I’m here,” Anderson shook his little head, trying to wake himself up.

“Brother, hurry up and change your clothes. We are matching, both wearing white outfits,” Iris pulled Anderson.

Anderson playfully tapped Iris on the head, “We are siblings, not a couple. Silly.”

“Oh no, you messed up my hairstyle!” Iris jumped in discontent and quickly ran to the makeup artist, “Quick, check my hair. Is it messed up? Please fix it for me.”

Joyce chuckled, enjoying the children’s playfulness.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

By the time Anderson changed his clothes, everyone was ready.

At that moment, Cecelia approached, “Joyce, Luther, Seating is almost here.”

Luther smiled, “Great, let’s go greet the General together.”

Joyce held onto Luther, “Let’s go.” It had been a while since she had seen her father, the thought of which made her especially excited.

Waving her hand, “Anderson, Iris. Do you want to stay here and wait for Grandpa, or come with us? Grandpa will come after the helicopter lands.”

“Let’s go together.” Iris couldn’t sit still any longer, she just wanted to go outside and play.

“Yeah, I also want to see Grandpa.” Anderson said as he headed towards the door, eager to meet him.

Joyce held Iris’ hand and the group went to the rooftop of the mansion.

Upon arrival, they heard the roar of the helicopter in the sky. In the distance, they could see the helicopter flying towards them.

Anderson checked his phone, and indeed, the alarm showed a red alert for an intrusion. But Kane dismissed it, knowing it was their people.

With the strong wind blowing on the rooftop, Luther extended his arm to protect Joyce and Iris from the wind.

Cecelia stood in front.

As the helicopter hovered in the sky, slowing down its propellers, it finally landed smoothly on the rooftop.

The wind gradually died down.

The cabin door opened, and two officers stepped out, followed by Ralph who descended. He wore a navy blue military dress, with shining insignia and badges on his chest, and a pentagram on his shoulder, symbolizing his prestigious status.

Cecelia walked up to him, their tone as casual as any loving couple.

“Three minutes late, you would’ve been tardy,” Cecelia joked.

Ralph laughed, “Madam, I wouldn’t dare. I don’t want to end up sleeping in the guest room.”

Cecelia chuckled, “You talk too much.”

Although high in rank, they seemed like the most ordinary loving couple.

Joyce and Luther approached. Joyce affectionately called out, “Dad.”

While Luther greeted, “General.”

Ralph looked at Luther and pretended to put on a stern expression, “Are you mocking me, son?”

Luther quickly corrected himself, “Dad.”

Satisfied, Ralph nodded. He walked over and lightly patted Luther, “You’ve been through a lot. I’ve heard about your situation, being a son-in-law of the Heath family isn’t easy. It’s a special title, more burdensome than ordinary people.”

Luther laughed softly, “Dad, where did you get that idea? I’m willing to do anything for her.”

He pulled Joyce close, willing to give everything for her.

Iris was the first to gather around Ralph, calling out endearingly, “Grandpa, Grandpa, you’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you. Hurry, let’s go see the little brothers.”

Compared to Anderson, Iris was more familiar with Ralph since she had stayed with Cecelia in the military compound for a while. She had seen Ralph more times than Anderson.

It had been a while since Anderson had seen Ralph, he missed him but was a bit shy, he hesitantly called out, “Grandpa.”

Ralph reached out to pat Anderson’s head, “Anderson, come, stand beside Grandpa.”

Anderson walked over, revealing a smiling face.

Ralph held Anderson’s left hand and Iris’ right hand.

Cecelia led them to the nearby helicopter elevator and left the mansion.

They arrived at the vacation villa.

Mrs. Powell held Cullen, Jane carried Wilson, both waiting in the living room.

Jane was familiar with Ralph and respectfully greeted, “General, hello.”

Mrs. Powell also followed suit, it was her first time meeting the General in person and she looked nervous. An aristocratic military family, after all, was truly remarkable to see.

Ralph gestured, “Don’t be reserved, everyone, please sit.”

He walked over, delightedly watching the two babies, despite enduring hardships, always meticulous, at this moment revealing a loving smile.

He held one in each arm, laughing uncontrollably.

Cecelia was there assisting, complaining, “Look at you, who holds a child like that? You’ll hurt them.”

“Careful, if you can’t hold a baby, don’t force it. Let me show you how to hold them. See how I hold them?”

“You’d better let go, I’ll take over.”

Joyce stood aside, watching this heartwarming scene.

The evening before the wedding, laughter, family joy, filled every corner of the room.