Chapter 1574 - 1575: The Groomless Wedding (Part 3)

Comforting herself like this, Lydia Brooke put on her wedding dress and high heels, applied light makeup, and styled her hair up.

Looking at herself like this, Lydia Brooke giggled foolishly.

"From now on, you will be Jorge’s wife. Are you happy, Lydia Brooke? Meeting Jorge in this life is your luck; be happy, okay?"

Wearing the wedding dress, the wedding car that was booked yesterday was already waiting at the door, and as Lydia Brooke walked over, the driver immediately stepped down like a gentleman to open the car door for her.

"Miss, you look really beautiful today. Wishing you a happy wedding."

Fluently expressing blessings in English.

Lydia Brooke thanked the driver, and the car started, heading towards the church.

Holding her phone, Lydia Brooke sent a text message to Jorge Saxton, sitting in the back seat of the car laughing foolishly.

"Jorge, I’m on my way to the church, waiting for you to come marry me."

When she arrived at the church, it had already been filled by the florist with baby’s breath, pure as little white stars that make people feel comfortable. Lydia Brooke, in high heels and a white wedding dress, walked into the church.

The florist staff approached, smiling and said, "Miss Brooke, wishing you a happy wedding, blissful and beautiful. Do you like this kind of arrangement?"

The staff handed Lydia Brooke a bouquet of baby’s breath and lilies tied with a ribbon.

"Thank you."

Lydia Brooke smiled sweetly, thanked them, and took the bouquet.

After the staff left, the whole church had only Lydia Brooke and the priest.

Time passed bit by bit, from the morning sunlight to the blazing noon sun, but Jorge Saxton never showed up.

The priest smiled slightly and asked, "Miss Brooke, may I ask when the groom will arrive?"

"I’ll call him to ask, my husband has been quite busy lately."

"Alright."

Lydia Brooke gave an apologetic smile to the priest, picked up the phone, and dialed Jorge Saxton’s number.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later....."

Lydia Brooke’s smile froze, she incredulously dialed Jorge Saxton’s number again, only to receive the same automated response each time.

"Phone off—how could it? We agreed to get married today, how could Jorge turn off his phone at this time? Did something happen?"

Lydia Brooke’s mind was in chaos, filled with worry for Jorge Saxton.

"Miss Brooke, will the groom really come?" the priest couldn’t help but ask.

Having waited all morning without seeing the groom, would he really come? Could he possibly not want to marry the bride at all?

"He will come!" Lydia Brooke asserted confidently, though her tone was somewhat frantic.

Jorge would definitely come, definitely would!

Jorge had never broken a promise to her! Jorge valued his word; he would surely come!

Lydia Brooke continuously comforted herself, standing in high heels and a wedding dress in the church, waiting for Jorge Saxton to arrive.

The blazing sun gradually retreated, moving westward.

Lydia Brooke’s heart, with the sunset, began to grow cold little by little.

"Miss, don’t wait any longer. It seems that gentleman never intended to marry you, find a good man anew." The priest advised Lydia Brooke.

"No! Jorge would never deceive me! You go! If you don’t wait, I will! I will definitely wait for him! He will definitely come and marry me!"

Lydia Brooke’s already frantic heart was frightened; hearing the priest’s words, she subconsciously rebuked him.

In her heart, in front of her, no one could question Jorge!

The Jorge she loved wouldn’t allow others to gossip!

The priest, feeling helpless regarding her persistence, shook his head and left the church.

This wedding seems highly unlikely to proceed; no matter how important the groom’s matter is, he should at least inform the bride! What kind of situation is this, with no appearance and an unreachable phone?