The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 202: She’s Actually Not Happy

The wedding venue was a bit tedious, Holly sat below, resting her chin, feeling a little sleepy.

Hmm, would her wedding also require so many procedures in the future? How exhausting that would be.

Suddenly, Holly didn’t look forward to it anymore, it was too tiring.

"Quite pretty."

Holly glanced at the bride, Kayla Bennett, turned her head and spoke to Cecilia Bennett, offering a compliment.

Kayla’s makeup wasn’t exaggerated, it was quite fresh and pretty. Yet on this joyful day, her smile was barely there.

She hardly smiled, and when she did, it was forced, unlike an earnest smile.

"Not prettier than you."

Cecilia nibbled on sunflower seeds, her tone casual and indifferent.

Indeed, not prettier than Holly.

Although they were related, Cecilia and Kayla were not familiar with each other, she didn’t really understand Kayla.

"Getting married should be a happy event, but she’s clearly unhappy."

Holly said with interest.

Perhaps Kayla’s heart was with Nathaniel Shaw, just forced by circumstances.

Two people in love, unable to be together, is truly regrettable.

"But if she refuses to nod, this wedding cannot proceed."

Cecilia crossed her arms, spoke with unconcern.

She didn’t date not because no one chased her, nor because no one liked her, but she was waiting for someone she liked to appear.

Either she doesn’t marry, or she marries someone she likes. She wouldn’t force herself.

There’s a saying: You date because of love, but marry because it’s appropriate.

Actually, many people marry not because of love, but because it’s fitting to live together.

What Cecilia wants is not only suitability but liking as well.

Holly remained silent, fixedly watching the bride onstage.

The ceremony continued, the vows and ring exchange were also proceeding.

"Tell me if you’re sleepy, I’ll take you home."

Leo Grant came carrying a thermal bag and handed it to Holly, his tone gentle.

He observed Holly from a distance, noticing she seemed tired.

Holly nodded: "Okay."

"No worries, Clara will take me home, don’t worry."

Holly blinked, speaking slowly.

"Mm."

Leo nodded and then left.

Holly went to the restroom, and at the turning corner, she stopped, looking at the two not far away, she took a few steps back.

Before her were Kayla and Nathaniel.

Kayla carried her wedding dress, her eyes slightly reddened.

Nathaniel stood directly in front of Kayla, hands in pockets, silent.

"Today is my wedding."

Kayla sniffed and slowly said, looking at Nathaniel with an enthralled gaze.

"I know."

Nathaniel’s voice was very calm, his gaze equally unruffled.

"You came as a guest."

Kayla looked steadily at Nathaniel, tightly clutching her dress.

It’s my wedding, but sadly the groom isn’t you; you’re dressed up merely as a guest.

Onstage and offstage relationship—I’m completing the exchange ceremony onstage, while you witness the entire process as a spectator.

Quite pathetic.

"You’re already married."

Nathaniel lowered his brows, spoke softly.

Yes, Kayla was already married, his role was limited to that, there wasn’t anything more.

Actually, Kayla got her certificate long ago, it was after that she held the wedding.

"In dramas, stealing the bride is thrilling, I thought I could experience it."

Kayla tilted her head, spoke slowly.

Before the wedding formally began, she kept anticipating, hoping Nathaniel would take her away, let her elope with him.

Later she realized it was all extravagant.

As the days approached, she grew very anxious, yet Nathaniel never came for her.

"Life isn’t a drama, you’re not the heroine."

Nathaniel answered particularly calmly, looking earnestly at Kayla, his tone sincere.

Kayla lowered her gaze without speaking.

Perhaps everything was her delusion, Nathaniel stayed composed, too composed to imagine.

"Alright, let’s go back."

Nathaniel glanced at the time, spoke slowly.

"Nathaniel, let me ask you just one question, then I’ll leave."

Kayla hadn’t moved, she took a deep breath, asked Nathaniel.

Nathaniel nodded: "Okay."

"Did you ever like me?"

Kayla looked into Nathaniel’s eyes, her question earnest.

Their relationship had always been good, Nathaniel treated her particularly well, but neither had ever said the word "like."

They had never been together nor revealed their feelings.

So Kayla wanted an answer.

"No."

Nathaniel didn’t hesitate, answering almost reflexively.

"Alright, I know."

Kayla was stunned, looking at Nathaniel in disbelief, her tone trembling.

No...

So it was no.

All along, it was just her wishful thinking.

Kayla staggered away, tears streamed down her face as she turned, her makeup was a bit smeared.

She passed by Holly, glanced at Holly, and left covering her face.

Knowing there was no possibility with Nathaniel, she was only sad. Nathaniel’s two words were the hardest blow, her whole heart shattered.

Nathaniel watched Kayla leave, slowly loosening his clenched hand.

He did like her once, but he couldn’t say.

Kayla was married, naturally she needed to live properly from now on, if he confessed liking her, inevitably Kayla would hold onto it.

"As long as there’s liking, there’s opportunity."

Holly walked out, looked at Nathaniel, speaking slowly, her tone very light.

Nathaniel remained silent.

"Married people can still divorce, it’s no big deal."

Holly said.

If Nathaniel weren’t Leo’s brother, she wouldn’t comment at all, precisely because Nathaniel was Leo’s brother, she intervened.

"Liking can mean many things."

Nathaniel spoke slowly, his tone light.

He seemed to like Kayla a little more than average, not yet reaching the level of love.

If he loved Kayla, he’d likely be heartbroken now.

Now he’s just a bit sad.

Holly didn’t want to say anything more, entered the restroom.

She couldn’t decide others’ matters, only offer small advice nearby.

She wasn’t overly involved, surely Nathaniel’s matters needed him to handle them.