Your Love Is My Weapon

Arya sat in the lounge, waiting for the wedding to begin.
Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open.
She thought it was Xavier. She turned around but saw Orlando walking into the lounge in a suit.
Arya was stunned and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say you were busy? Why you come?"
Orlando looked as if he was fooling around. "I didn't want to come, but I wanted to see you in a wedding dress."
He pulled over a chair and sat in front of Arya, looking at her carefully. "It's nice."
Arya glanced at him. "Are you talking about the wedding dress?"
Orlando smiled. "You look better in this wedding dress."
It was true that the white wedding dress was just a decoration of her beauty.
Orlando gripped the necklace he had bought.
He tried to take it out a few times, but couldn't find a good excuse.

Because she already had one around her neck, which was a little similar to what he had bought. Both were small but exquisite type. The necklace around her neck was especially suitable for her. Dressing in a zigzag neckline wedding dress, her defined collarbone was completely presented. Her skin was fair, and the small and exquisite shinning diamond fell between her collarbones. Her neck seemed to be more beautiful.
Her hair was curled up without much decoration. It was natural and graceful. A few strands of broken hair by her ear added a hint of female charisma. Orlando could not help but reach out to caress her hair.
At this moment, Bridget and Demi walked in. They were wearing pink slanted dresses and exquisite makeup. "Arya."
"Why is Mr. Green here?" Bridget's eyes fell on Orlando's hand he placed in Arya's ear, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Orlando's hand stayed in the air for a few seconds and then retracted. "Can't I come to the wedding?"
"Of course, you can come, but why are you hiding here?" Bridget was confused.
"None of your business." Orlando stood up.
Bridget curled her lips. But when she saw Arya, she smiled. "My sister-in-law, it's time. Are you ready?"
Arya grunted and stood up from the sofa.
"Wait." Orlando walked over, not daring to take out the ring in his hand. Instead, he hugged her and whispered in her ear, "I wish you happiness. Be happy!"
"I will." Arya's gaze fell on Emma not far away. Arya had been noticing her for a long time. After Orlando came in, Emma had been looking at them from time to time.
"Did you bring her?" Arya asked.
Orlando turned around and found Emma, who was standing there. His eyes rolled slightly and he said with a smile, "Is my girlfriend beautiful?"
"Yes. Treat her well." Arya smiled and nodded at Emma as a greeting.
Emma also nodded. She seemed to suddenly understand why Orlando was in a bad mood these days.
This married woman should be the woman in Orlando's heart.
The wedding venue was outdoors, covering an extremely wide lawn and covered with flowers. It was a dreamy venue.
The wedding dress with layers of gauze and rose-like and gem-like soft satins was an expectation and longing for love and happiness.
Xavier stood at the end of the aisle. Although the gauze was swaying, it could not block his affectionate gaze.
She should have entered the arena holding her father's arm, but at this moment, she was walking towards him step by step alone.