The wedding took place quickly, the church bells deafened your ears. There were also cheers and applause, there are promises but they are all strangely mechanical and forced. You swallowed your saliva and looked up at that tall figure, only to see his cold face looking down in warning.

The wedding night wasn't much better. After giving a long lecture about the marriage contract, Harry adjusted his suit and wanted to go to the company in night, not bothering to pay attention to the girl still in a pure white wedding dress looking up in bewilderment. You was about to protest but was interrupted by his deep voice.

"Shut your mouth. I already gave you the money, so don't interfere in my business."