She was simply seeking Victor's consent.
She knew that Viktor's return would cause a sensation in the empire, and that Viktor would inevitably face a lot of trouble.
Therefore, she wanted Viktor to decide whether to make it public based on his own wishes.
She wanted Viktor to make his own choice.
But Gwen believed it was necessary for Leah and the Queen to know of Victor's return, because they, like her, were waiting for his return.
Therefore, she only had Kevlar inform the two of them.
Although they ultimately did not attend the wedding.
Gwen's eagerness to prepare for the wedding and get it done is because she doesn't want to wait any longer.
All she wanted was to complete the wedding ceremony with Victor and officially become his wife.
She wouldn't even have held a wedding if she didn't consider it a major life event.
But in the end, this wedding, the wedding Gwen had waited ten years for, took place.
She was ultimately destroyed by the man she loved most, Victor.
Kefla couldn't understand, and felt even more angry and indignant for Gwen.
She didn't even dare to look back at Gwen, afraid of seeing the deep disappointment in her sister's eyes.
Ten years of waiting were ended by the returning person, and all hope was destroyed by the one who placed their hopes on it.
Even though she wasn't the one at the wedding, Kevlar felt deeply saddened.
For Gwen, the heartache must have been incredibly profound.
"sister."
Suddenly, a calm and composed voice broke the silence.
Upon hearing the voice, Kefla's eyes narrowed sharply, and she finally turned to look at Gwen.
However, the scene before her eyes was not quite what she had imagined.
There was no sadness or disappointment in Gwen's eyes as expected.
Instead, she seemed to catch a glimpse of something in Gwen's calm eyes...
joy?
This is not an illusion.
But is that even possible?
Kevlar couldn't understand it; this was supposed to be Gwen's most anticipated wedding.
The wedding venue was engulfed in flames, but instead of showing disappointment, she seemed rather happy.
Just as she was filled with doubt, Gwen's calm and unwavering voice rang out again:
He said he was willing.
These words stunned Kefla, who almost immediately recalled the question she had posed to both Victor and Gwen earlier.
Why did Victor choose to destroy the wedding at the end rather than refuse to marry Gwen from the beginning?
If he wanted to refuse, Gwen would never force him.
Kevlar wouldn't either, because she would think it's a good thing.
Because at least this helped Gwen see Viktor for who he really was; Viktor was definitely not the ideal candidate she had been hoping for.
But Victor still stayed with Gwen until the very end of the wedding.
In fact, the wedding ceremony ends when both parties answer "I do" during the ceremony.
In name only, they were already husband and wife.
Of course, as is customary, there is an additional ceremony in the evening.
However, some of those parts are not suitable for children.
In other words, although the wedding was ruined, in the minds of both Victor and Gwen.
Are they already husband and wife?
Kevlar's mind was a little foggy; she wanted to say that it shouldn't be like this.
After all, the evening part of the story hasn't been finished yet.
But when she noticed the faint joy in Gwen's eyes, she was speechless.
He could only sigh inwardly.
Even after ten years, Viktor still had Gwen completely under his control.
Perhaps Viktor thinks the same way.
But at that moment, Kevlar suddenly thought of a problem.
If that's the case, what is Viktor's purpose in doing this now?
Why did he destroy the wedding venue and even set fire to the surrounding houses?
Just then, Gwen's voice rang out again:
"And now, I know his choice."
Gwen's gaze was fixed firmly on Viktor ahead, and through the gaps in his helmet, her eyes seemed to pierce through the raging flames.
She calmly extended a hand to Viktor.
The next moment, a fierce blizzard swept across the sky and earth.
A massive silver blade gradually materialized in Gwen's hand.
As if responding to a command, the pale snowflakes fluttered down from the night sky, swirling amidst the burning flames.
The scorching manor plummeted from high temperatures to freezing cold the moment the snowstorm arrived.
Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, pale and illusory outlines began to appear in the space surrounding Gwen.
As the wind and snow fell, pieces of armor exuding a chilling aura gradually came into view.
Clinging tightly to Gwen's body, they eventually combined to form a set of silver armor.
As the snow mastiff helmet, formed from solidified ice crystals, was about to cover her face, Gwen softly uttered a sentence:
"As his wife, I am willing to give him everything he wants."
The wind and snow and the raging fire were intertwined, inseparable.
Like two sprites covering the manor, they danced and swayed amidst the flickering flames and swirling snowflakes.
It exudes an aura of majesty that sweeps across the heavens and earth.
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