The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 598

Chapter 598

Many people came to attend the ceremony today, nearly all the court officials were present, showing due respect to the royal family.

Peering through he veil from inside the carriage, Lizzie caught sight of Ferris in his ceremonial clothes, cutting a strikingly handsome and refin

Upon seeing Ferris, Lizzie felt her mood lift slightly.

Ferris stepped forward to the carriage and extended his hand. Lizzie placed hers in his palm, allowing him to assist her descent.

Wedding music swelled as fireworks were set off

Lizzie strutted into the wedding hall on Ferris’s arm, looking like a proud peacock.

After the wedding ceremony, Lizzie was escorted back to the chamber by her maids,

Meanwhile, Ferris went to the front reception hall to entertain the guests.

Lizzie sat in the chamber and snapped at her maid, “Have you seen that bitch Athena”

She knew that Athena, as the future wife of Xander, simply had to be present at this event.

But Lizzie saw no sign of Athens, which struck her as strange.

The maid replied cautiously, “Your Highness, the Viscountess is with Prince Kander in the rear courtyard.”

At these words, a flicker of disgust crossed Lizzie’s eyes. With a sneer, she said, “How prudent of her to value her life. Knowing how much I detest her, she doesn’t even dare show her face before me.”

Lizzio let out a chilling cackle, her features contorting grotesquely,

Lizzie soothed inwardly. If that bitch Athena dares show her face in front of me today, I’ll claw it to shreds

Lizzie was in high spirits, silently counting down the hours until Ferris would join her for their wedding night.

Lizzie thought to herself, “Soon, Ferris will be groveling at my feet, utterly devoted to me!

By the time the last guest finally departed, Lizzie was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open.

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed outside the door. Ferris had finally returned

Lizzie forced herself to sit up straight, blinking away her exhaustion as she waited for him to enter.

“Out, all of you!” Lizzie snapped at her maids.

His striking eyes fixed on Lizzie, but held no trace of affection–only chilling indifference,

Lizzie furiously tore off her bridal well, eyes blazing as she glared at him. “What? On our wedding day of all days, must

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“I’m talking to you!” Lizzie had never been so blatantly disregarded, Enraged, she longed forward, snatched up the wine put against the wall.

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