Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 598 - : This little guy, too much!

Chapter 598: Chapter 598: This little guy, too much!

At this moment, Charlotte York’s assistant came over and said to Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke, “Master Adrian, Morgan needs to go to the entrance to get ready.”

Cindy turned her head and saw that Frank Smith, Angela Smith, and Steven York had also been lifted down from their chairs by their respective parents.

Morgan was quick to climb down the chair by himself.

Frank, Angela, and Steven also came over.

“Is it okay if I don’t go with you?” Cindy asked Morgan.

“It’s fine!” Morgan immediately replied, “We have so many people here.”

Frank, being the oldest among them, said, “I’ll take good care of my younger siblings.”

In fact, it was not far to the entrance of the banquet hall.

Cindy laughed and said, “Alright, I’ll leave it to you then.”

“Don’t worry, Housekeeper!” Frank promised.

Frank felt that Cindy had entrusted him with an important task, and he immediately took on the role of an older brother, leading his younger siblings out.

After the four little ones had left-

Music started playing, and Grace Green cued the process.

The doors of the banquet hall were opened again.

Frank and Angela walked in the front.

Morgan followed closely behind Frank, and Steven followed Angela.

Each of the four children held a basket in their hands.

The baskets were filled with rose petals.

As they walked the red carpet, they sprinkled the rose petals all the way.

The four of them were very serious about it, and the red carpet was covered with roses after they had passed.

Then, the four of them had completed their tasks and quickly returned to their seats.

Only then did Charlotte York walk down the red carpet.

Accompanied by Bertrand York, she walked all the way to Walter Wells.

With solemnity, Bertrand handed Charlotte over to Walter.

He didn’t say any words of caution or warning.

Because he trusted Walter.

When Bertrand handed Charlotte’s hand to Walter, he simply said, “Congratulations, and have a happy marriage.”

Then he walked off the stage gracefully.

Walter did not expect Bertrand to be so straightforward.

He had been prepared to give Bertrand a series of assurances.

Charlotte laughed softly and said, “It’s because my brother trusts you.”

Walter held her hand and whispered, “I will not let your brother down.”

“What about me?” Charlotte immediately asked.

“Of course, I won’t disappoint you either. I won’t let you regret marrying me.” Walter said with a tender smile, his peach blossom eyes curving into crescent moons.

Charlotte, during the rising period of her career, even when it was not at its peak, had chosen to marry him without hesitation.

Even though no matter what anyone said, Charlotte didn’t need to rely on gossip or promoting a couple to maintain her popularity.

But getting married too early, for a female actress, would always be a hindrance to her career.

There were many things that other artists could do, but she was not suitable for.

It added many restrictions to Charlotte’s life, albeit invisibly.

Walter always remembered this.

But Charlotte always showed it didn’t bother her and never thought she was sacrificing anything.

That only touched Walter even more.

Walter looked at her with a smile, his gentle gaze showing determination.

Even without speaking, Charlotte could see his resolve.

“Ahem!” Grace Green walked up to the two, clearing her throat to remind them that she was still there.

“Stop whispering to each other for now, we still have a process to go through,” Grace teased.

The guests below the stage couldn’t help but laugh.

Unexpectedly, during Charlotte and Walter’s wedding, there was none of the sentimental atmosphere that usually appeared at many newlyweds’ weddings.

The bride didn’t cry, and the groom didn’t declare his deep feelings.

The two were always smiling, with only each other in their eyes.

Such harmony and compatibility were even more touching than any words could convey.

Cindy watched the stage, her face unconsciously filled with longing.

She wondered what her wedding with Adrian would be like.

She couldn’t even imagine it.

“Our wedding will be exactly how you like it,” Adrian suddenly said.

Cindy came back to her senses and realized that Adrian had been looking at her instead of the stage and didn’t know for how long.

“Did you hear my thoughts?” Cindy asked.

“No.” Adrian pointed at her heart, “Your heart is very calm, but your thoughts are written all over your face.”

He saw the admiration and delight on Cindy’s face when she looked at Charlotte in her wedding gown.

“I’ve never thought about a wedding,” Cindy said, “I’ve always felt that marriage is a personal matter, so I never thought a wedding was necessary.”

Especially since their child was already so big.

Although they hadn’t held a wedding, their life together was like that of a family, no different from marriage.

Now that they had registered, they were legally a family.

To her, that was enough.

“You can start thinking about it now,” Adrian said, “How could we get married and not let people know?”

“Also, I want to see you in a wedding dress,” Adrian added, “You’ll be beautiful.”

“I want to be your flower boy too!” Morgan suddenly said.

Just now, while Adrian was talking to Cindy, Morgan had been listening with his ears perked up.

He was afraid these two would have more secrets and not let him know.

Today, when they went to marry without him, it made him furious!

“You promised me, to let me be the flower boy and me alone,” Morgan quickly said.

Old Madam Wells just happened to overhear this.

She said, “That’s perfect, you can be Uncle Clifford’s flower boy too.”

“It’ll be like fate. First, you were Uncle Walter’s flower boy, then Uncle Clifford’s. How perfect,” Old Madam Wells thought happily.

Clifford almost choked on a small potato.

Now, whenever Old Madam Wells spoke, he got nervous!

He could hardly taste the food; it was like chewing on wax.

Morgan looked at Clifford and felt that his choking on a potato was quite silly.

This silly look made it difficult for him to sell himself well.

Morgan said hesitantly, “I think… I might be too old by then.”

New Madam Wells: “…”

How difficult did this kid think it was for Clifford to get married?!

So difficult that by the time Clifford got married, he would be too old to be a flower boy?!

This kid was really over the top!

Morgan added, “But don’t worry, Dad and Aunt Cindy can still have a second child. By the time my little brother or sister is old enough, they can be Uncle Clifford’s flower child!”

Old Madam Wells felt that something was off about these words.

She calculated that if Adrian and Cindy were to have a second child-

For argument’s sake, imagine that Cindy was already pregnant.

If she gave birth and the child grew to be four or five years old, old enough to be a flower child …