Chapter 218 Putting On A Show

“Stop teasing me!”

As her face flamed, Josephine hid in Jonathan’s arms, not daring to lift her head.

At just that moment, the photographer raised the camera in his hands and captured the beautiful scene with a click.

When they both exchanged rings, it signaled that the wedding was drawing to an end.

Throughout it all, the four men who acted as groomsmen merely stood there stiffly like statues.

They terrified the bridesmaids so much that they didn’t even dare steal a peek at them.

“Congratulations on your nuptials, Jonathan! Also, may you be blessed with a child soon! Hopefully, you’ll beget a chubby baby!” Furtively hiding behind Josephine, Tanya winked at Jonathan.

“Tanya!” Two crimson splotches crawled onto Josephine’s face when she heard that, and she shot her a glare.

I’ve never even shared the same bed with him, so how could we have a baby?

“Look, Josephine is blushing! You can’t be as timid as you were in the past!” Tanya giggled with a hand over her mouth.

She then leaned close to Jonathan. “Let me tell you a secret, Jonathan. Sometimes, a girl means otherwise when she says no!”

“You’re asking for it, Tanya!” As soon as that remark fell, the blush on Josephine’s cheeks spread to the tip of her ears. Her face burned, and she looked as though she had drunk several glasses of wine.

Right then, she appeared beguiling and seductive.

Jonathan dipped his head and turned his gaze to Josephine solemnly. “I agree with Tanya. How about we put that in action tonight itself?”

“In your dreams! Who wants to have a baby with you?”

Josephine couldn’t resist cutting him a scathing look.

Chuckling, Jonathan replied, “You, of course! Don’t tell me you want me to have a baby with another woman?”

“Don’t you dare!”

glared at

end, the guests

people in the desolate

grandest event

words, that was also

but the mayor of Jadeborough—Randall—was guarding the door. Besides, the

included the governor of Jazona—Kingstone, the Vanquisher King of War—Zachary, the Cardinal King of War—Terrence, the Excalibur King of War—Dorian, and

in the hall felt as though they were sitting

Luna, the Dark Widow, who was seated across

didn’t even dare utter

in an even worse condition. Their legs were knocking

of War and the lieutenant to a King

of troops back at the warehouse in Jazona

experience such terror again for the rest of their

few bridesmaids were ignorantly

Kingstone, much less the mayor of Jadeborough and the

most

down the stage

uniform as

hurriedly stood

next instant, the former raised his wine glass at Connor and

“Sure, sure!”

glass. Margaret, on the other hand, was so

recalled how she used to oppress and maltreat him in the past, the urge to crawl into a hole seized

live-in son-in-law whom she disdained back then actually turned

she wanted nothing more than

to find herself a rich husband! Could there possibly be anyone

Clink!

clinked glasses with Jonathan in unison, but they dared not allow their wine glasses to surpass the height of Jonathan’s wine

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