President's Contract Wife

Chapter 275 Forever



Chapter 275 Forever

The wedding of Lucien Gray, President of Gray Family, is undoubtedly the most luxurious and high-

profile wedding in Cagliari’s history. The long red carpet stretches almost from east to west of the city,

and the red ribbons are lined with celebrating citizens.

Instead of taking a car, Lucien Gray and Nina Morrison ride through the city in an eight-horse golden

carriage, with long lace wedding dresses dancing in the wind along with the music of violins. The

people in the carriage smile like beautiful flowers.

"Daddy, many people are watching us!" Nelson Gray sits between Lucien Gray and Nina Morrison, his

eyes wide with curiosity.

"Today is mommy and daddy's wedding day. Everyone comes to bless us." Lucien Gray feels very

good. His handsome face is full of smile, the haze in the depths of his eyes is no longer visible, and the

whole person seems to be full of sunshine.

Nina Morrison's beautiful face is also thick with joy. Although she is a little embarrassed to be

surrounded by so many people, but her happiness witnessed by others is always a happy thing.

“Wow! Mommy, look at the sky!” Nelson suddenly looks up, points his little finger to the sky and says to

Nina Morrison.

Nina Morrison raises her head. Tens of thousands of balloons fly from every corner of the city. Red,

orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet, all kinds of colors, and the sky is almost completely blocked

by balloons.

“Mommy, the sky is turning colorful!” Nelson claps his hands happily.

Nina Morrison is stunned. Is there something wrong with the balloon company? How could so many

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Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd of balloons, there is a biggest balloon shining, and the huge words

could be seen clearly: Nina, I love you! I will cherish you!

Does...Lucien Gray deliver the balloons?

Nina Morrison opens her eyes wide in surprise, her nose is suddenly a little sour, and her heart is full of

happiness and affection.

“Nina, do you like it? Lucien Gray holds Nina Morrison's hand with a smile in his deep eyes.

“I like it! I like it very much!” Nina Morrison chokes with sobs.

"Mommy, are you crying?" Nelson tries to wipe Nina Morrison's tears.

Lucien Gray's big hand stops his little hand, “Nelson, mommy is wearing makeup today. You can’t mess

it up. Let daddy helps her.”

Lucien Gray pulls the groom's bow tie from his neck to wipe Nina Morrison's tears.

Angry and amused, Nina Morrison glares at him, “The wedding hasn't even started yet! You just pull the

bow tie!”

The tear that is about to come out is pulled back by Lucien Gray’s action.

Lucien Gray smirks at Nina Morrison, “You'll marry me anyway without a bow tie.”

The wedding is perfect. The green grass shines under the shade, the white veils brings the breeze of

cool for the summer, the flowers and champagne pile into mountains. Everyone wears a sweet smile on

their faces.

Walking down the long carpet and exchanging rings, Nina Morrison suddenly realizes that she has

actually married Lucien Gray when Lucien Gray's warm kiss lands on her lips.

She and he will be united to one. She will love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him, as she loves

herself. In sickness, in health, in wealth, in poverty, she will be loyal to him until the last second of her

life.

Lucien Gray is reluctant to leave her lips. The emcee smiles and announces, “Lucien Gray and Nina

Morrison are officially married. They will love and be loyal to each other for three-life times.”

Nina Morrison turns to look at Lucien Gray and breaks into happy tears. “Love and be loyal to each

other for three-life times” It must be Lucien Gray who teaches the emcee this sentence.

“Lucien, I love you!” Nina Morrison murmurs. She stretches her hand out and wants to put it around

Lucien Gray's arm. Then she suddenly feels dizzy. Her body becomes soft and has no strength. She

falls down slowly along Lucien Gray.


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