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

an end, the guests

a dozen people in the desolate banquet

was the grandest event

other words, that was

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

King of War—Zachary, the

the hall felt

true for Luna, the Dark Widow, who was seated across from

so intimidated that she didn’t even dare utter a single

even worse condition. Their legs

of War and the lieutenant to

of thousands of troops back at the warehouse in Jazona and annihilating

experience such terror again for

few bridesmaids were ignorantly

identity of the Kings of War, Reaper, or Kingstone, much less the

were the most relaxed

led Josephine down the

feet, their movements uniform as they did so without an

hurriedly

the next instant, the former raised his wine glass at

“Sure, sure!”

Margaret, on the other hand, was so mortified that

she used to oppress and maltreat him in the past, the urge to crawl into a

ever imagined that the live-in son-in-law whom she disdained back then

she wanted nothing more than to slap herself across the

that he’s the legendary Asura, I wouldn’t have urged Josephine to find herself a rich husband! Could there possibly be anyone greater

Clink!

in unison, but they dared

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