Mable hugged Blair by the neck and kissed him. “Thank you, darling.” “Mabes!” Blair held Mable tight as guilt consumed him. “But—” Mable looked at him and blinked. “I hope Tracey and the others won’t be mad that we elope. Did you tell Spike? He will be worried if he doesn’t see us in the morning.“One more thing. We invited many people to our wedding. What if they find the bride and groom missing at Mair Manor?” “Don’t worry. Trace and the others won’t be mad. She will explain to Spike. As for the guests, I have notified them. Relax.” Mabel nodded. She knew Blair would get his ducks in a row. There was nothing she should worry about. After freshening up on the flight, Mable had breakfast. She then put on makeup and changed her clothes. Blair took her wedding dress on the flight, too. Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstic
Mable stared at the man she loved wholeheartedly, feeling her eyes welling up. It was great. They had been through a lot, but fortunately, she had him in the end. Mabel fixated on Blair and responded with never-before solemnity. “I do!” Her voice was resounding. The pastor then turned to Blair. “Mr. Blair Fowler, do you take Ms. Mable Jefferson to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise—” Before the pastor could finish, Blair answered, “I do!” Blair took Mable’s hand and stared lovingly into her eyes. “I take Ms. Mable Jefferson to be my lawfully wedded wife. I promise to love and cherish her, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for better and for worse, for so long as we both shall live.” Mable felt a lump in her throat as moving tears streamed down her cheeks. Blair then said, “Blair and Mable forever and ever, till death do their part.” Mable cried harder. She looked at the man and saw her reflection in his spark
With Blair staring intently at her, Mable felt her face. “Why are you staring at me, darling? Is there something on my face?” Blair clutched her chin and pecked her lips. “No flower is better looking than you.” Mable chuckled. The mention of flowers reminded her of her wedding bouquet. “We should find a nice box to put away my bouquet. I want to deliver the flowers back to Tracey.” Mable hoped Tracey and Arthur could take their relationship to the next level. Blair nodded. “Alright. Trace will be happy to receive the flowers.” Mable was struck by a thought. “That reminds me. Can we go scuba diving here? If so, let’s do it later.” “We can, but…” Mable looked up and asked, “But what?” Blair inched closer to Mable. “Won’t it be a waste to go scuba diving on our wedding night? Maybe you want to try to do it under the water—” Turning red in the face, Mable covered Blair’s mouth. “It didn’t cross my mind…” Blair took Mable’s hand and planted a kiss on her palm. He then
“Clink!” The wine glasses tinkled with a pleasant and resonant sound.Mable stared at Blair and smiled. She said cheekily, “I leave the rest of my life in your hands, Mr. Fowler.” Blair responded tenderly, “I leave the rest of my life in your hands, Mrs. Fowler.” The flickering candlelight and intoxicating wine created an atmosphere of warmth and romance.After dinner, Blair lit the candles on the birthday cake and looked at Mable. “Make a wish, Mabes.” Mable felt warm and cozy inside when she saw the words written on the cake. He wrote, “Happy birthday to my wife, Mabes.” She closed her eyes and pressed her palms together while making a wish. Blair stared at Mable affectionately. If possible, he wanted time to stop in that perfect moment forever. A while later, Mable opened her eyes and blew out the candles. Blair held her and kissed her lips. “Happy birthday, Mabes.” “What did you wish for?” Blair asked. Mable blinked with a smile. “It won’t come true if I tel
Rory must be furious since she missed his calls three times. If she did not return his calls, the guy might drop by to see her. Mable had a headache just thinking about it. She quickly called his number. The call connected after the sixth ring. “Hello, Rory?” Mable said. Rory’s aloof voice came on the line. “I can’t believe you didn’t take my calls, Mable!” Mable explained, “I was out. My phone was charging in the bedroom. I didn’t miss your calls on purpose.” Rory scoffed, and it was hard to tell whether he believed her reason. Mable paused and asked cautiously, “Why did you call me?” “Mabes.” Rory’s voice was flat. “Happy birthday.” Mable was dumbfounded. Did he call just to wish her a happy birthday? “Thank you.” Mable was relieved. “What do you want for your birthday?” Rory asked. Mable cringed as she recalled the thousand roses Rory had gifted her on her last birthday.The guy was avant-garde on the gift-giving front, and Mable was not sure she was up fo
Mable held her phone, her expression turning solemn as she listened to Rory’s roar from the receiver.“I didn’t forget, Rory, but those things are in the past. The person who hurt me isn’t Blair. I’m happy now.”Blair looked at Mable, his heart skipping a beat.The words ‘the person who hurt me isn’t Blair’ pierced his heart like a knife.‘Mabes, I’m the one who hurt you the deepest, but I truly do love you.’Mable did not notice Blair’s change in expression. She held her phone and said to Rory, “Maybe you think I’m being foolish, but Rory, someday, when you meet someone you truly love, you’ll understand me.”Rory immediately said, “No, I’m not as foolish as you!”Mable laughed. “Don’t be so sure about that.”Rory paused and asked, “Mable, I’ll ask you one last time. Are you determined to be with Blair?”Mable looked down at the ring on her ring finger and said, “Yes, we’re already married.”After another long silence, Rory finally spoke.“In that case, leave Secret.”Mable
“Okay, we’ll leave tomorrow.”Blair picked up his phone and sent a message for someone to arrange a plane....Meanwhile, in Italee.Rory sat by the French window, a stack of documents scattered on the table in front of him.He squeezed the phone in his hand, his gaze looking into the distance through the window.A gust of wind blew in, scattering the documents on the table.Adam walked over and bent down to pick up the scattered files. He looked at Rory and asked, “Why didn’t you tell Mable?”Rory glanced at Adam. “Tell her what?”Adam looked at the papers in his hands, hesitant to speak.Rory sneered and tossed the phone on the table. “She loves Blair, doesn’t she? I want to see how great their love is.”“The Mullers will find out sooner or later. They won’t let...”“She chose this path, so how she goes about it is her business.” Rory stood up and looked into the distance, his expression extremely dark.Adam fell silent, furrowing his brows.“Go prepare. We’ll leave for
Blair looked at Mable and silently tightened his grip on her hand.Rory saved Mable and Spike before. With just that, Blair’s attitude toward Secret was not as ruthless as before.As long as Rory did not provoke trouble, Blair would not take the initiative against him.“Mable, if Rory goes against Blair one day, who will you help?” Rahman asked.Mable was at a loss.If possible, she hoped that such a day would never come.She said to Rahman on the phone, “If that day comes, I’ll help my husband.”Blair looked at Mable. “Mabes, if such a day really comes, you won’t need to make a choice. I won’t put you in a difficult spot.”Rahman clicked his tongue. “Remember your words, Blair. Don’t put Mable in a hard spot.”Blair said, “I know.”Rahman paused, then remembered something and said with a smirk, “I just got some insider information. Today, members of the Monafett Congress received a large shipment of smuggled weapons and drugs from Black C’s territory. They said it was a tip-