Chapter 702
Chapter 702:
The next morning, Wesley escorted Gabriela to the old stone church.
Inside, a wedding ceremony unfolded before them, and the sacred atmosphere wrapped around them like an embrace.
Wesley clasped Gabriela’s hand and guided her to the courtyard outside.
His voice carried a tender vulnerability as he spoke. “Gabriela, my condition remains uncertain, and I cannot offer you the elaborate celebration you deserve. Today, let us stand beneath this sky and pledge ourselves to each other. Will you marry me p>
Gabriela recognized the weight behind Wesley’s quiet desperation and answered with unwavering resolve, “Yes p>
The ceremony’s grandeur held no importance; becoming his wife was everything that mattered.
ѕ𝗵а𝗿𝗲 у𝘰u𝗿 𝘵𝘩о𝘶𝗀h𝗍𝘀 o𝘯 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝘯о𝗏е𝗅s.сo𝘮
She clung to Loretta’s words about the fortune teller’s prophecy, praying that marriage would indeed bring the blessing they desperately needed.
Wesley withdrew the rings he had treasured for what felt like an eternity.
These rings bore extraordinary significance, crafted after that transformative night they had shared in room 1205.
The design showcased two delicate leaves intertwined in an eternal dance, each adorned with carefully placed diamonds. While not extravagant in price, they remained absolutely unique in all the world.
No other pair existed anywhere.
The custom rings had accompanied him for nearly two years, and finally, the moment had arrived to present them.
Wesley’s expression grew reverent, his striking features taut with nervous anticipation yet radiating unmistakable joy.
From within the church, the sacred marriage vows drifted through the air.
The priest’s voice reached them clearly. “Do you take this woman as your lawful wife, to love and cherish her, through sickness and health, to honor and protect her, remaining faithful until your final breath p>
“I do,” Wesley declared, his gaze locked with Gabriela’s as he carefully placed the ring upon her left finger.
The priest then directed the same solemn question to the bride, and Gabriela responded with conviction. “I do p>
They completed the exchange of rings, and Wesley swept her into his embrace, his laughter ringing with pure elation.
“There, now you belong to me completely. Even when I travel abroad for treatment, you cannot escape my hold on your heart p>
Gabriela found no humor in his teasing words. After a moment of stunned silence, she recovered her voice.
“Wesley, what exactly are you suggesting? You have no intention of taking me overseas p>
“That’s correct.” Wesley regarded her with infinite tenderness. “Will you remain here and wait for my return p>
“Absolutely not!” Gabriela pushed against his chest in protest. “Wherever your journey leads, I intend to follow p>
“But what about Truett?” Wesley’s voice grew persuasive and gentle. “Truett remains so young and requires his mother’s p>
Just as Gabriela prepared to argue, Wesley continued his reasoning.
“Do not suggest that Farley could assume that responsibility, because regardless of his devotion to Truett, he cannot replace a mother’s irreplaceable love. My absence may extend three months, perhaps even a year or two. How could Truett endure such separation from his mother? Furthermore, I remain uncertain whether the treatment will rob me of my hair. I am far too vain to allow you to witness such deterioration p>