The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 787 - 766: Wife, I Love You!

Chapter 787: Chapter 766: Wife, I Love You!

"Wife, I love you!"

Seeing Ivy Aretha staring at him blankly with wide, glittering eyes in silence, Michael Gordon leaned down and kissed her forehead, whispering softly, "So much, so very much."

Ivy stiffened, her mind stuttering over his words. So much love?

"I like big brother, so much, so very much!"

The childish feminine voice seemed serious and earnest, as if it came from her own throat. Ivy couldn’t remember when those words were uttered. Her hand instinctively moved to her lips, a sense of panic roaring inside her chest. The following moment, she asked Michael, "Michael, did we know each other before?"

On second thought, Ivy realized that she had phrased it wrong, so she hurriedly added, "No, I mean, did we know each other when we were very little?"

Her mind seemed to explode, the fuzzy voice in her memory sounding as if it were about to detonate. A white shirt, black trousers - possibly overalls. But the face was always blurry. It was familiar, yet after hearing his words, that small and vaguely familiar face gradually became clearer. Looking at his face now, they did seem similar!

"Yes, not only did we know each other, we loved each other very much. You once said that when you grow up, if I still love you, if I come for you on a white horse, you will marry me. You grew up, and I came for you on a white horse."

"Where’s the horse?"

The romantic declaration by Michael was met with a robust response from Ivy, who seemed indifferent to his sentiment.

Michael was speechless.

"Didn’t you see that all the wedding cars today were white Jeep Wranglers?"

In this era, using a white horse as the wedding ride was too outdated, but such a sentiment was important to him. Consequently, Michael rounded up every model of Jeep on Muma Mountain, repainted them all white, regardless of their original color.

Ivy hadn’t paid attention to it initially, but after his explanation, she noticed that indeed, all the Jeeps were white. Plus, there were a few models that she remembered not having white as an option. At first, she thought her memory was at fault. Now, she realized that these white Jeeps conveyed a profound, hidden meaning. They symbolized a man’s profound love for her!

So, they knew each other, and they were even in love as kids?

"So, we also had a beautifully romantic encounter and innocent promises at a young age, just like Bianca and Brother Roy."

"No, our encounter was even more unforgettable!" They had braved partings and reunions, weathered the test of time. "You said that once we grow up, if I still loved you and came on a white horse to propose, you would marry me."

At that time, Ivy, only five years old, in her white dress, was just like the most beautiful mountain camellia that ever blossomed. Anyone who saw her would know that she was out of this world. Those eyes - they seemed to see right through his soul, taking his with them. "Ivy, I came on a white horse to marry you. Will you marry me?"

Ivy stood still in a daze, staring blankly at Michael, finding it hard to speak. She felt her eyes swell and tear up. She was just about to cry when someone from the seating area shouted out.

"Is the bride really going to cry because of the groom?"

"The groom really is so romantic!"

"If I had such a romantic groom, I’d be willing to cry too!"

The voices weren’t loud, but they weren’t soft either. Ivy heard their dialogue clearly. Just when she felt her tears about to fall, she swallowed them back, looked at Michael with a choking throat and said, "You are trying to make me cry with a made-up story, I don’t believe you. I’m not falling for your trickery, I don’t even remember anything. And even if I did, that’s my memory, you’ve lost your memory, what could you possibly remember!"

Michael didn’t know what to say.

This woman was about to cry one moment, and being defiant the next, arguing about what he could possibly remember.

"How can I remember things like that? How many times a day does a person fart? Wife, I’m a busy man. I don’t have time to record all of that. I just want to love my wife properly!"

Michael looked at her intensely, an uncontainable smile bubbling up in his eyes, spreading a sense of joy throughout his whole being. His spirit seemed to have peaked due to this. Alette Larson, who was a bridesmaid and was standing not far off, watched the man’s loving eyes on his bride, detected a hint of bitterness looming in her own heart. Her eyes welled up, a hot tear trickling down her cheek.

What’s happening?

Alette was shocked by the cold tear on her face. The groom was trying to make the bride cry. Although the bride hadn’t cried, why did the bridesmaid cry?

Quite taken aback, Alette lightly wiped the tear from the corner of her eye with a handkerchief she pulled from her handbag. Even if she tried to avoid the camera, a man hiding behind still caught this scene, a satisfied smile deepening on his face.

There is a saying that fond memories can be invoked by objects, so could it be that this maiden was attending a wedding and feeling sentimental about someone? Probably missed him? Some man was glad to entertain that thought!

It seemed his taste wasn’t bad, at least he had chosen a wife who would miss him.

"Pfft!"

Alette had just wiped away her tear when she saw the bride crack a smile. She couldn’t help but laugh too. Even though her laughter tasted bittersweet unlike the bride’s which was one of bliss.

In the past, she couldn’t understand why a woman like Ivy, who was strong, self-reliant, and had high standards, would fall for a driven and reckless man like Michael.

Ivy certainly seemed like the sort who didn’t care for money or status. But now it was clear, this man had a unique way of capturing a woman’s heart. If Lucas Sandy could also make a woman laugh while others could only make her cry, she would set off to the end of the world to find him.

Such a man was rare. To Alette, finding a man worth following was reason enough to pursue him wherever he would go.

While Alette pondered, the story took an unexpected turn.

"Ahem..."

Hearing her laughter, Michael’s face darkened. Clearly, the situation was not right. The emcee had mentioned that to exchange the ring and finalize the wedding ceremony, he first had to make the bride cry and then hear her say: "I am willing to marry you." Yet now, that’s not what happened!

So, he cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and adjusted his mood. He had already said things that were quite moving. Yet when he saw her enchanting and attractive face, he found it impossible to keep a stern face.