Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 405

Among the wedding guests were Ivan's family members and the couple's friends, including Xavier, Yates, Hayden and his wife.

After Curtis and the others were finally seated, the ceremony began. The small church was packed full of people.

Ivan stood next to the priest, waiting for his bride.

Standing at the far end of the red carpet, Debbie held onto Carlos' arm. She was clad in a beautiful white wedding gown, with lace at the top, highlighted with pearls studding the upper part. Her waist was belted by a fine silk sash, on which were sewn fine flowers of satin and silk. She was truly stunning.

Pausing there at the entrance of the church, Carlos and Debbie looked like a match made in heaven, almost as if it were those two who were to be married today.

Ivan watched as Debbie approached him on Carlos' arm.

When she finally stood in front of Ivan, Carlos held her soft hand and was about to hand it to Ivan.

Suddenly, he saw tears streaming down her cheeks under the white veil. His heart skipped a beat and he held her hand even tighter.

He couldn't bear to give this woman to another man.

When the priest repeated his request, it brought him back to reality. Carlos took a deep breath and gently guided her hand to Ivan's. "Be nice to her," he said.

He put his right hand in his pocket then, so no one could see it ball into a fist.

Ivan gave Carlos a gentle smile and answered, "I will."

People watched as Carlos turned around.

"Carlos!" Debbie called out his name, choking back tears, her voice hoarse from a broken heart.

He wanted to turn around, to run to her, hold her tight and never let her go, but decided against it. After all, it was her wedding. Without stopping, he walked off the stage.

Debbie felt her eyes tingling and could hardly help shedding tears. They flowed freely down her face now, staining her veil and her lovely dress. How she wished he would turn around and take her away!

But he didn't.

He didn't even slow his pace, much less take her away.

The priest began, "Ivan Wen, do you take Debbie Nian to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish her from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto her for as long as you both shall live?"

Ivan answered without hesitation, "I do!"

The priest turned to Debbie. "Debbie Nian, do you take Ivan Wen for your lawfully wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance, in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live?"

Unlike Ivan, Debbie hesitated.

She turned her head to look at the man sitting close to the stage. The man who had given her hand to Ivan's.

Her big eyes were filled with expectation, yet he gave no response. He sat there, stony faced, watching the ceremony. She despaired and stammered, "I—"

Before she could finish, there was some kind of commotion outside the church.

Several policemen threw open the church doors and rushed in. "Excuse me. Which one of you is Miss Debbie Nian?" one of them asked.

People started gossiping among themselves, and the tiny church was filled with the voices of the wedding guests. Carlos frowned and wondered what was going on.

Debbie soon stopped crying, staring at the policemen. She had a bad feeling about this.

She threw back her veil, wiped her tears, and answered, "That's me."

The policeman showed her his badge and stated, "I'm from the Y City Municipal Public Security Bureau. We have some evidence connecting you with a homicide. Please come with us."

The church was in an uproar, now, thanks to his outrageous statement.

Ivan stood before Debbie and retorted, "How? Who was murdered?"