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I must admit that waiting a year for my wedding was exhausting because I tried to get closer to my husband, but he avoided me, and the truth is, it made me very sad. I would have been depressed, or else it wouldn't have been thanks to a comment from one of my few readers a long time ago. I know I have talent, but I lack discipline and more talent, but I'll create it in time. My readers encouraged me, even if it was just an idea, to continue. I'm a writer for a green page for writers.

I tried to be detailed, but he didn't like it at all. I must admit that my husband, Chloe, has special tastes, and that's precisely why I struggled with giving him details. My beloved hated fat people, and I wasn't the thinnest person, as I was 10 kilos overweight.

When the time came for the wedding, I was very luxurious and beautiful. It was my taste. At my wedding, they served mulled red wine and chamomile tea with milk. Although it was special to give Chloe the opportunity to choose something she liked, I gave her the freedom to choose the starters, and she chose an Italian salad. It was to be expected from someone born in Italy. I must admit he looked very handsome and happy, because it was obvious that the easiest way to make a man fall in love is with good food, as the saying goes.

I was also able to discover my beloved's peculiar tastes.

On the wedding day, a lot of people arrived, some important people who, honestly, were obviously going to be there. I didn't mind, but I didn't expect more. I felt a little uncomfortable because they were news anchors. Even though they were in charge of spreading the news and getting it to many places, it was quite annoying and even insulting. At my wedding, while I was serving them, I couldn't see Lío, who was laughing happily with his ex. Honestly, I was overcome with a feeling of annoyance. I've never been good at controlling myself when I'm upset, but I can only contain my anger. At that moment, I had to be patient. Although my annoyance was increasing because, in addition to seeing my beloved with another man, I couldn't stop hearing certain comments, and I also wondered who the hell had let my fiancé's ex in.

A moment later, I approached Cloe, and he glared at me. Maybe I interrupted his "special" moment. He looked at me with disdain and said, his voice shaking with annoyance, "What do you need, you fat bastard?" Of course, I felt a pang at the thought that he didn't even want to be near me. I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. I leaned closer to him until his body was close enough for me to hear. I said in a very sharp and cold tone, "I don't mind if you're with your beloved; you have to come with me because we have business to attend to. Well, then walk." I think I was too harsh on him. Maybe I should have been nicer. The truth is, I don't know. Then I turned around and continued walking down the hallway. Very sorry for having spoken to him like that, Chloe followed me with a look of annoyance. When he's upset, he looks very adorable, especially those pouts he made behind my back, which were a clear sign of annoyance. They were beyond adorable and didn't detract from his attractiveness at all. When I saw Chloe arrive at the altar and stand in front of me, visibly upset, he whispered something like, "I can't believe I'm going to kiss someone I don't even know for some damn company I'm not even interested in."

After the priest delivered his lines, he said what he wanted most: "You can kiss the groom." I told Chloe I was going to kiss him. Chloe glared at me and whispered, "Do whatever you want, dude." I leaned in and kissed him passionately, slipping my tongue into his mouth. It was a little excessive, but I don't regret it. Chloe's eyes widened, but she didn't refuse. I really liked it, and even better, that jerk of an ex was clearly pissed off. But my attention was focused on Chloe. I grabbed him by the waist, the cameras focused on us, and when he was done, she kissed him. cloe was out of breath and red-faced, his eyes wide with shock, but he straightened quickly, trying to maintain his angry expression, something that wasn't easy for him, and I thought it was a good show. So I approached again, barely noticing the angry looks from my in-laws. Ignoring him, I approached Chloe again and whispered in her ear, so as not to appear as cold as before, that it was time to call it a day. She agreed, and we finished the wedding.

The journalists followed us down the aisle, which annoyed me at first, but I liked it because thanks to that, we had to rent a single room with a single bed; even though we only slept there, it was a step forward. Watching him sleep was nice. Who would have thought that workaholic could sleep peacefully? I hope he wasn't dreaming about work. I watched him for a long time. Who would have thought that the same guy was on my heels the whole wedding with his damn ex the idiot who wouldn't leave Chloe's side and her blessed father plus my in-laws did nothing but ruin the whole damn wedding the truth would have been hell if I hadn't entertained myself with Chloe and her adorable relationships of annoyance, embarrassment, surprise although cloe's disdainful look hurt me a lot but I tried to act calm and serene on the Moon of a thousand it was only to sleep and I went to take a bath I changed in the room Cloe ended up falling asleep then I went to bed I tried to be as close to Chloe as possible of course without invading her personal space even more I want to do something more that I was not going to force to do that then I didn't know more and I fell asleep

Kiodor's note: The novel had a slight delay in being published, an apology.

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