Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 550

Cherise quickly opened the envelope. Inside was a single sheet of paper covered in black ink. As she began to read from the top, her expression gradually changed. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers tightened around the edges of the paper.

Dora, who had become more perceptive since becoming a mother, noticed Cherise’s discomfort and asked, “Cherise, are you alright?”

Cherise handed the paper to Dora.

Upon reading it, Dora’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Th–This can’t be real, can it?”

Cherise shook her head. “I’m not sure, but I recognize the handwriting. It’s definitely hers.”

The others, unaware of the situation, sensed the sudden tension.

“Is everything okay? Will this affect the wedding proceedings?”

“Cherise, you look troubled.”

“Boss, what’s going on?”

“Cherise, is there a problem with this letter?”

Cherise glanced at Dora and said, “Hold onto this for me. It’s nothing serious. Someone just wished me a happy marriage. It’s a good thing. Let’s go out now. Morris is waiting for me. We’ll deal with this after the wedding is over.”

With that, she regained her composure and smiled shyly, the way a bride should, radiating happiness.

Outside, Carson, seated in his wheelchair, was waiting for her in the banquet hall. Seeing Cherise emerge from the dressing room with her bridesmaids, he smiled warmly.

“Are you ready? Cherise, you truly are the most beautiful bride in the world. Let’s go, my dear. Your husband is waiting for you.”

Cherise nodded and replied, “I’m ready. Please lead me in,” She walked behind Carson’s wheelchair, placing her hands on the handles, and slowly pushed him towards the closed doors that symbolized happiness and marriage.

Morris was already waiting, standing in the center of the stage. Today, in the eyes of everyone present, he seemed even more unattainable, like a noble saint standing above, shining brightly. He looked like a prince charming, eagerly awaiting the arrival of his beloved princess.

The bouquet in his hand added a touch of approachability, and his eyes were filled with tenderness as he gazed at the door.

The atmosphere in the venue was romantic and elegant, with expensive flowers everywhere. The style appeared simple yet tasteful.

Finally, the elegant music began to play. The host of ceremonies was Arthur’s assistant, Mateo, who announced, “Now, our handsome groom has been eagerly waiting for his bride, who is making her grand entrance accompanied by her master, Mr. Dorian Finch!”

As soon as Mateo finished speaking, the door that Morris had been staring at was opened.

A spotlight shone on Carson and Cherise. One was an elderly man with an air of wisdom, and the other was a pure, princess.

The crowd couldn’t help but gasp in admiration.

This was the first time Morris had seen Cherise in her wedding dress. She had insisted on keeping it a secret from him, and now that he saw her, he was truly stunned.

The simple, pure mermaid–style dress accentuated Cherise’s delicate and shapely figure. Her hair was elegantly coiffed, revealing her perfect head shape.

Her exquisite makeup, flawless features, and the delicate veil that flowed down to her waist like a misty cloud made her look like a fairy who had wandered into the human world.

“Beautiful!”

“Fairy!”