Chapter 1147:

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The familiar sound sent her heart into an unexpected freefall.

The man lifted his cool, elegant hand to steady her swaying form. “Did your dress get wet?”

Debby’s brow creased as she instinctively retreated from his touch. “I can manage perfectly fine on my own.”

Watching her pull away, the man’s eyes narrowed with amusement, a wicked laugh slipping past his lips. “We’ve shared kisses and far more intimate moments, yet now you flee from me?”

Wh𝘢t 𝗲𝘃e𝗿уоո𝗲 𝘪s 𝗿𝘦𝘢𝖽𝘪𝗇𝘨 о𝗇 𝗀a𝘭𝗇o𝘃е𝗅𝘀.c𝗼𝗆

Debby’s fingertips quivered as she lifted her gaze to meet his untamed stare, her voice turning ice-cold. “I refuse to let my family discover what exists between us.”

With those words hanging in the air, Debby turned on her heel and strode away with practiced indifference.

Farrell appeared at that precise moment, jogging toward her with obvious concern. “Debby, I’ve been searching everywhere for you! Who was that man you were speaking with?”

Debby’s response came without hesitation. “I wasn’t speaking to anyone at all. Your eyes must have been playing tricks on you.”

Farrell cast a dubious glance over his shoulder. He remained convinced he had witnessed Debby in deep conversation with that man. He puzzled over why his sister would lie about something so simple.

Today’s wedding drew only the most influential guests, which meant Farrell easily identified the stranger as someone from Cielrora’s most powerful families. Yet he had never heard whispers of any connection between that man and Debby.

Debby drifted back toward Noelle and Ethan’s animated conversation.

Farrell stroked his chin thoughtfully, stealing glances in the man’s direction as an uneasy feeling settled in his chest about whatever had transpired between that man and Debby.

“Farrell, what has captured your attention so completely? Are you thinking about my cooking?” Domenic approached with a knowing smirk dancing on his lips.

“Where has your brother disappeared to?” Farrell countered, dodging the question entirely.

Domenic raised an eyebrow. “What business could you possibly have with Elijah?”

Farrell’s smile turned decidedly menacing. “If you continue forcing your terrible cooking on me, I’ll convince Elijah to teach you a lesson!”

Elijah materialized beside them at that exact moment, his glacial eyes and pressed lips maintaining their usual detachment. “That’s hardly my concern. Seeking me out won’t change anything.”

Farrell found himself speechless, a sting of genuine hurt pricking at his pride.

Ansell caught wind of the exchange and couldn’t resist adding fuel to the fire. “Poor Farrell, getting picked on once again?”

Farrell’s shoulders sagged in complete defeat, his expression painting a portrait of pure misery as he scrambled toward Noelle and Ethan. “Ethan! Noey! Please rescue me… everyone’s ganging up on me!”

Meanwhile, Noelle and Ethan’s wedding had ignited a wildfire of excitement across the internet.

Their celebration dominated trending topics on every major platform.

Devoted fans who had championed Ethan and Noelle’s romance wept tears of pure joy as they scrolled through wedding photos, their hearts dissolving into puddles of sweetness and overwhelming emotion.

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