Chapter 200 Luxurious Wedding Banquet
Chapter 200 Luxurious Wedding Banquet
"What's so scary about me?"
Evelyn raised her hand.
She still wore the Windsor family heirloom ring—a symbol of their acceptance.
Seeing her smug, mischievous smile, Louis set down his glass and leaned closer instinctively.
The two soon became entangled, both giving in to abandon this time, throwing caution to the wind.
The next morning.
Evelyn woke to urgent knocking. Louis jolted awake as well.
Both felt slightly disoriented. Glancing at the time, they saw it was already six in the morning.
"What on earth are those two doing in there?"
Leona and Sophie's voices came from outside. The pair hurriedly tidied themselves before opening the door.
Seeing their disheveled appearance and evasive gazes, Leona and Sophie sighed helplessly, their words tinged with complaint. "Could you two pick better timing? Everyone's waiting for you, and here you are sleeping in. Lucky we came when we did, or you'd probably sleep till noon!"
As they spoke, they swept in with the makeup team. The plan had been to do makeup at the hotel, but when neither appeared at the appointed time, they'd come searching with the crew in tow.
Louis remained composed, but Evelyn felt inexplicably flushed. They submitted to Leona and Sophie's ministrations before rushing to the hotel.
The venue was packed with guests. Marcus and Raymond wore beaming smiles as they accepted congratulations from those around them.
"Congratulations, Mr. Marcus!"
"Congratulations!"
Endless well-wishes surrounded them, Marcus's smile never faltering.
Raymond snorted. "Not complaining now, are you?"
Caught out, Marcus looked embarrassed. If not for the crowd of guests around them, he'd truly be losing face.
"Well, as long as the boy's happy, that's what matters. It's not like I control him."
In truth, Marcus had already tacitly accepted their relationship when Louis announced his engagement to Evelyn.
Louis had proven himself capable. Further opposition would only drive him further from the Windsor family—something Marcus didn't want to see.
Everything ready, the lights suddenly dimmed, then spotlights illuminated the main stage.
The closed doors swung open.
Evelyn entered slowly in her haute couture wedding gown. The photographers present immediately began snapping photos, eager to capture this iconic moment.
Soon, Evelyn and Louis's wedding of the century dominated headlines.
For days, everyone was talking about it.
[They finally ended up together! I thought Louis was marrying someone else.]
[Such a dreamlike wedding—a castle, haute couture, and I heard the diamond ring was custom-made.]
[Evelyn's accomplished in her own right, okay? She has her own lab, developed new medications that are both effective and affordable—a true industry role model.]
[They're a power couple. Who says old money must marry old money?]
[Evelyn IS old money herself, naturally she has the confidence.]
Netizens flooded them with blessings. For days, trending topics continued unabated.
After the wedding, Evelyn and Louis didn't rush off on their honeymoon. Instead, they stayed home with the children for a few days.
Finally, Raymond couldn't stand it anymore and had his secretary arrange a spontaneous getaway for them.
When Evelyn returned home, she found the housekeeper had already packed their luggage, with wedding gifts laid out on the table.
She'd assumed Louis had arranged everything, only to discover Raymond had personally orchestrated it all.
Louis looked equally bewildered when he arrived. "Didn't we say we'd postpone the honeymoon to spend time with the kids first?"
Hearing this, Evelyn realized. "I didn't arrange this either."
The housekeeper approached and explained the situation.
The couple found it somewhat amusing, shaking their heads helplessly.
Louis knew Raymond had never truly opposed Evelyn marrying him. Earlier agreements had simply emphasized producing a Windsor heir quickly.
As for Marcus, his objections had never mattered to Louis anyway.
"Don't worry about any of this. I'll handle it."
Louis felt both helpless and exasperated, thinking to decline the trip. But Evelyn had other plans. "It's the old man's thoughtful gesture. Refusing would hurt his feelings."
"Julie and Leo are with Sophie anyway. It'd be good for us to get away."
Louis's eyes lit up instantly.
Were they finally getting some couple time alone?
"I don't know... it feels wrong imposing on Sophie with the children."
Though Louis said this, his heart was already singing.
Evelyn knew exactly what he was thinking, but chose not to call him out.
"Is that so?" Evelyn smiled. "Then maybe another time. Let's pick up the kids today—can't let those three run too wild together."
Hearing this, Louis panicked. "That's not what I meant! They rarely get together—let them enjoy the whole summer."
"Besides, Raymond arranged this. Declining would disappoint the old man."
Watching his anxious expression, Evelyn laughed outright. They grabbed their luggage and headed to the seaside resort.
The private jet arrangements were impeccable. The journey went smoothly, and upon reaching the vacation villa, the scenery lifted their spirits immediately.
Since Louis had taken over company operations, he'd been constantly busy. Add in dealing with Layla, and they'd mostly been occupied separately.
This rare break came at just the right time—Raymond's timing was indeed perfect.
Evelyn emerged in a white vacation dress. The two sat on the beach, enjoying the sea breeze and fine food, life utterly content.
Without the children's playful chaos, something felt missing. Yet this rare tranquility was precious to them both.
In the distance, couples strolled hand-in-hand along the beach. Watching them, the two exchanged knowing smiles.