CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95: THREE LETTERS AND SIX RITES, A PROPERLY ACKNOWLEDGED MARRIAGE

Old Madam Lancaster immediately said, "In-law, Serena is already used to being in our family, living at home is the same."

Ruby Yates laughed, "In-law, Minnie is just coming home with us for a few days. We’ve been eagerly waiting for our child to return and want to spend some good time with her before she officially gets married.

Also, to somewhat compensate for my years of guilt."

Having reached this point in the conversation, Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster couldn’t say much more and could only watch as she was taken away.

No way, she had to remind her son to quickly get the wedding done, otherwise he’d lose his wife.

So, when Elias Lancaster went looking for her, she was already gone.

Even Nia Irving had left with them.

Old Madam Lancaster angrily slapped him several times.

"Look at you, now your son and wife have both been taken back to her family."

Returning to the villa that evening.

Elias Lancaster looked at the empty room, feeling a bit anxious inside.

How long will they stay there?

Even the diapers were taken away.

Elias Lancaster was in a bad mood and called Serena Keaton.

"Baby, are you abandoning me?"

His slightly aggrieved tone startled Serena Keaton.

She quickly said, "No, I’m just staying at the Keaton Family for a few days. I haven’t stayed with my mom and dad before, I want to spend some time with them.

Elias, if you miss me, you can come over too, we can stay here for a few days together, accompany mom and dad."

Listening to her words, Elias Lancaster didn’t want to say it outright.

The words from the J Keaton Family before taking her away were obviously meant for him to hear—he hadn’t even given her a wedding or made it public.

The J Keaton Family didn’t even introduce him at tonight’s ceremony, he had to propose again. In everyone’s eyes, they weren’t married yet.

He certainly wouldn’t stay at the J Keaton Family’s place.

"Elias, are you angry? I’m just bringing the babies over to stay with mom and dad for a few days."

Elias Lancaster sighed helplessly.

"I’m not angry; I just miss you all a bit."

"Then come over and stay with us!" Serena Keaton also missed Elias Lancaster.

Elias Lancaster felt bitter but couldn’t express it, so he could only comfort her.

"I’ll be very busy these few days, the company has important matters to handle. As soon as I’m done, I’ll come over to see you."

Serena Keaton felt a bit disappointed, glancing at her parents who were happily playing with the two children in the living room.

She never said that she was going back right away.

After hanging up.

Elias Lancaster called a few childhood friends to meet at the old place.

The previously secretly prepared wedding needed to be accelerated.

Thus.

A few childhood friends gathered together to discuss the details of the wedding.

On the third day Serena Keaton returned to her family.

The Lancaster Family, with the matchmaker and gifts, came to the J Keaton Family.

"In-law, here are the betrothal gifts we have for Serena." Old Madam Lancaster handed over everything she was holding to them.

Mr. and Mrs. Keaton took a look, there were assets, movable property, company shares, and funds, with a total market value of about 3 billion.

The couple exchanged glances, clearly understanding they genuinely wanted to marry their daughter.

"The wedding departure will still be from here," Kian Keaton said.

"The wedding is next Wednesday," Elias Lancaster stated.

Kian Keaton frowned slightly, "Isn’t that too rushed?"

"It’s not rushed, I’ve been preparing since Serena’s full month." Elias Lancaster said truthfully.

Serena Keaton was stunned for a moment, recalling the time when he always returned very late, even missing dinner, turns out it was for preparing the wedding.

Her heart instantly felt sweet.

Serena Keaton pulled Elias Lancaster to the room upstairs.

Elias Lancaster looked around the room and realized that the Keaton couple really cared for her, everything was to her liking.

"Elias, were you secretly preparing the wedding to surprise me!"

"Yes."

"But the wedding is next week and I haven’t even tried on the wedding dress yet!"

"No rush, I’ll arrange for it to be sent to you. Now let’s do something important first."

With that, Elias Lancaster kissed her lips, inch by inch penetrating her nerves.

The past few days felt like years for him, he was going crazy missing her.

Just when Serena Keaton felt she was about to suffocate, Elias Lancaster released her.

She took large breaths of fresh air.

"Baby, I’ll give you a grand wedding and make you the happiest bride in the world; you don’t have to worry about anything, just leave it to me."

Serena Yeats nodded.

After that.

Both the Lancaster and J Keaton families were bustling with wedding preparations.

At home, everything was brightly lit, and everywhere was brimming with joy.

A few days later.

During the wedding.

Unlike other weddings, the location was set at a villa not far from the J Keaton’s place.

And for this wedding, Elias Lancaster told all reporters they were allowed to film; he wanted everyone to know this was his wife, the person he would protect for life.

Serena Keaton was pulled to get her makeup done early in the morning. When she wore the phoenix coronet, she felt something was off.

Once she was fully dressed, the stylist brought in a large box, and when Serena Keaton opened it, she saw the wedding gown.

No, it wasn’t a wedding gown.

Serena Yeats was shocked at the red bridal clothing in the box.

She quickly took it out and realized it was a wedding outfit she designed long ago—a traditional Chinese phoenix coronet and embroidered robe.

She also designed a men’s outfit and was now impatient to see Elias Lancaster dressed in it.

As Ruby Yates and Kian Keaton personally placed the red veil over her, her brother carried her out.

Once seated, she realized she was not in a car but was carried by eight large bearers.

She thought back to the betrothal gifts Elias Lancaster sent that day, noticing some items, and even when he came to pick her up, he brought a notebook-like booklet.

Turns out he was giving her the three formal writings and six gifts, marrying her with proper tradition.

No wonder he brought a matchmaker that day.

Mom and Dad surely knew, which is why they were sending her away with a grand dowry.

Serena Keaton’s tears kept falling.

Elias is wonderful, Mom and Dad are great too.

She secretly lifted the veil a little, seeing the man in front dressed in the men’s traditional wedding outfit she designed, his tall stature offering a sense of security.

Meeting this man has been the luckiest event of her life.

At the wedding scene.

Serena Keaton stood behind the big door, listening to, "The reed grows lush, white dew turns to frost, her whom you speak of is on the other shore, here comes the bride!"

The doors opened.

Kian Keaton held a red umbrella for her, leading her forward hand in hand.

Music and the officiant’s voice echoed in her ears.

"The auspicious day has come, lights and colors shine bright, wishing for the beautiful lady’s shadow to arrive, with a shy peach blossom face, to accompany you for life without doubt. Now the phoenix robe is worn."

Serena Keaton remembered the matchmaker’s advice that when the officiant called to wear the phoenix robe, she should pay respects to her father.

Hands placed at her abdomen, she gently bent her body in salute to Kian Keaton.

Tears welled up in Kian Keaton’s eyes, filled with reluctance.

He turned aside and stepped back.

Several people quickly approached with a phoenix robe, placed it on her, fastened the front clasp, and arranged the back train.

Soon, beneath the veil, she saw a pair of leather shoes appear; she knew it was Elias Lancaster.

He extended his hand, placing a red cloth in hers; she recalled Grandpa mentioning this was an important item in ancient weddings, called a bridal scarf.

She tightly gripped the bridal scarf, listening to the officiant’s words, led slowly forward by Elias Lancaster.

"The phoenix robe adorns you, a lifetime of wealth, seeing nothing else, all around is you, of the hundred splendors and thousand charms in the world, only you are loved the most.

A closed fan symbolizes harmony and happiness.

An open fan represents spreading branches and leaves.

Through the ages, fearless of rain, snow, wind, or frost.

As the land ages and the heavens loom vast, unafraid of tall mountains or long waters."