Noticing that he was narrowing his gaze, I smiled faintly and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
He motioned at me to look at Yana.
After Yana walked down the aisle, she had to touch some oranges as a symbol of good luck. This was part of the local wedding tradition. I glanced back at him. "Is there any difference between the local wedding rituals in Ucrebury and Jarold City?"
"Yes." He nodded.
I wanted to ask more, but it was time for me to get the umbrella ready. This was another local wedding ritual here in Jarold City. The bridesmaid had to shelter the bride with an umbrella as she walked down the aisle.
After another series of rituals, I held Yana's hand as we walked through the main entrance. Ethan's house was a traditional house in the southern region. White walls surrounded the entire estate, while an amazing garden filled with trees and flowers surrounded the house. The yard was huge, and the wedding arch was located right at the center of it.
A red carpet had been laid out between the seats to welcome the bride to the family. Upon reaching the arch, I handed Yana over to Ethan as I put away the umbrella.
Yana leaned closer to me and whispered, "Arianna, I think I left my phone inside the car. Can you help me get it before the car leaves?"
I nodded and walked out of the venue. Fortunately the car was still there. I found her phone in the backseat. Just as I was about to head back into the venue, I spotted a familiar Bentley parked nearby.
Aaron!
Although I was not surprised to see him lurking around, I was still startled.
I cut him off before he could continue. "Even if there is a next life, I don't think she'd want to meet you again. She suffered too much and no one would want to go through that again. Aaron, you have to let go, no matter how much you regret this. You're my brother. I want to see you happy more than anyone else does. If you wish to settle down, please start treating your other half better. And be careful in selecting your future mate.
Eunice's family background has nothing to do with her being a good match for you or not. If you refuse to listen to me, you can always ask Uncle Charles for his opinion and advice. He is much older and experienced than both of us. He would know what to say. Think carefully, Aaron."
After I finished speaking, I left with Yana's phone in hand. I had to rush back to join the celebratory toast.
Back in the venue, I handed Yana her phone. Hendrix approached me and asked, "Did you run into someone?"
I nodded. "Aaron's outside."
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