Chapter 1850: Began with First Meeting, Ended with Growing Old Together 1

The romance and luxury of the wedding absolutely exceeded everyone’s imagination, fulfilling all of Jocelyn’s fantasies; it truly can be described as dreamlike and magical.

She has written countless romance novels and depicted numerous romantic castle weddings, yet she has never portrayed such luxury as today’s.

Last night, Ian Shelby brought her to the prepared castle, and she couldn’t believe her eyes. Upon leaving, her emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

This wedding, from the selection of the wedding gown to the jewelry, was entirely organized by Ian Shelby, all expenses covered from his personal account.

Many of the details at the wedding were little surprises he prepared for Jocelyn, like the balloons decorated with his promises to her.

He didn’t tell her beforehand, so when she saw it last night, she was moved to tears.

At this moment, in the luxurious royal dressing room, more than ten people were busily and orderly working, from here queens brides have been prepared. Jocelyn Morgan is the fifteenth.

The previous fourteen queens were all devotedly accompanied by the king throughout their lives, becoming enviable romantic fairy tales.

Therefore, this place is sacred, imbued with a mysterious power, a symbol of love.

Jocelyn woke up early today, with an excited heart, following all arrangements, each step aligned with royal protocol, always accompanied by professionals.

She donned exquisite makeup, wearing a pristine trailing wedding gown, with a crown inlaid with 999 diamonds on her head, sitting gracefully in front of the makeup mirror, breathtakingly beautiful.

The wedding gown and jewelry were designed by the famous designer Allen, a brand exclusively for royalty, a century-old luxury brand.

Sitting in front of the mirror, someone was helping her put on earrings. Gazing at herself in the mirror, Jocelyn overflowed with happiness, finally about to marry her beloved Dr. Shelby; it all felt so unreal.

From their first meeting to the bits and pieces of their later relationship, it played like a film in her mind... They had faced life and death separations, and at some point, they decided on each other.

As bridesmaid, Janelle attended, wearing a luxurious light pink dress, accompanying her like a close friend, also feeling happy for her.

Today’s bridesmaids numbered twelve, around 20 years old, wearing uniform dress skirts, with beautifully styled hair, all royal family members, each more radiant than the last.

The groomsmen also numbered twelve, Trevor and Taylor among them, all handsome and charming, in suits and ties, full of spirit, their attire particularly exquisite, all high luxury custom-made.

In the resting area beside the dressing room, Jasmine sat on a chair, gazing at the beautiful Jocelyn like a lotus emerging from water, her heart filled with excitement.

The young girl has grown up, finally donning a wedding gown to marry.

She is to marry the youngest King of Lorelei, to become a true queen.

As an elder, she couldn’t help recalling Jocelyn’s years growing up; this girl was very thoughtful and particularly independent.

Jasmine couldn’t help but be moved to tears; Jocelyn had married well, she could finally account to her brother and sister-in-law.

Their spirits will be able to rest in peace.

Everett Morgan, dressed in formal attire, also felt touched, his emotions incredibly heavy, with happiness, anxiety, and reluctance; overall, his feelings were mixed.

Jocelyn was heading to get married, his emotions were like his daughter was getting married, with all sorts of flavors.

The guests invited to witness the wedding had gradually arrived.

As the wedding officiant, Bertie dressed particularly formally today.

The wedding was held in a three-hundred-year-old castle, so luxurious that even Justin Kingston was stunned; the castle was already beautiful and had been meticulously arranged several times.

Everyone felt Ian Shelby’s attentiveness and dedication to Jocelyn; he cared greatly about this wedding.