Chapter 451
The moment Griffon opened the door,
he saw the woman sitting on the bed,
quietly waiting for her groom. She did not wear the wedding dress he gave her.
She chose the wedding dress that her
husband had customized for her.
It was a lace dress, and she looked
stunning in it.
He tightened his grip on the bouquet and after suppressing the sharp pain in his heart, he walked towards her step by
step...
Taya kept her head down. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was
Camille. However, the moment she
looked up, she met a pair of sad eyes.
Her heart trembled and her face
suddenly turned pale.
She told Frank not to let Griffon come,
but he still came.
How would she, Silas, and Griffon deal with this?
Griffon didn't care. He walked slowly
to her, knelt down on one knee, and
handed her the bouquet of flowers.
"Taya, I'm sorry, I stole Camille's bouquet.
I hope you don't blame me..."
Griffon' voice was cold and distant,
as if he was just there to give her the
bouquet of flowers, and he had no other intentions.
Taya wanted to drive him away, but
when she saw him with a pale face and scarlet eyes, she suddenly couldn't say
those cruel words to him.
Treating him like this was already cruel
enough...
Taya stared at Griffon blankly, neither accepting the flowers nor speaking, and
for a moment, the room was filled with
silence.
Griffon looked at her deeply for a while, then lowered his thick eyelashes. He then raised his fingers, and took her hand.
He gently opened her clenched fingers,
put the bouquet of flowers into her palm,
and said to her, "The time has come. I will
send you off now."
He picked up the wedding shoes on the ground and put them on for her.
Taya quickly withdrew her foot, and
there was a helpless expression on her
face. "Griffon, don't be like this..."
He smiled, but the smile made him look sad and pitiful.
Without saying anything, he grabbed her
feet, forced the wedding shoes on them. Then, he turned around and squatted on the spot.
He turned his head slightly and lookedExclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
at Taya. "I heard that on the day of the
bride's wedding, the wedding shoes
cannot touch the ground. The bride's older or younger brother should carry her downstairs. You don't have brothers, so let me be your brother and carry you downstairs..." Taya looked at his broad back and she
held back her tears that welled up in her eyes. At that moment, her vision was instantly blurred...
Griffon was afraid that if he looked at
her again, he would lose his mind. Being
rational, he forced himself to turn his
head and suppressed the tears in his eyes.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that
it was ten o'clock. He turned around, stretched out his hands, and hugged Taya.
After holding her tightly, he lowered his head and said to her, "Carrying you is the same..."
Taya refused it and struggled to get down, but Griffon stopped walking. Looking at her, he said, "Taya, can you be good?"
Be good and let him do this last thing for
her.
Taya shook her head desperately at him. "I don't want you to send me off..."
He sighed deeply and weakly. "Are you
afraid that Silas will see us?"
Taya didn't respond. Instead, she
begged, "Let me go, please..."
Griffon held her tightly, and there was an unyielding look in his eyes. "I said that I
will send you off, and I will do it."
He added, "Don't worry, I won't let him
see it."
She loved Silas so much, so how could
he do something that would cause an estrangement between them.