###Chapter 388 A Wedding And A Proposal

###Chapter 388 A Wedding And A Proposal

Ivelle Astley silently calculated the time. By her estimate, Jordan Astley should have been busy in the company at that time. The annual leave was coming soon, and the affair had an initially bad start that the stock fell a little, and there were still a lot of things to arrange and settle. So she asked him, "Why are you back so soon?"

Jordan came forward and looked at her appreciatively. His thin lips rose as he smiled and he told her, "You look very beautiful!"

But because this was not the answer to her question, Ivelle pursed her lips, walked up to him, and habitually stretched out her hand to pull him closer to her. Then Ivelle told Jordan, "In a short while, Frida Biden and Zayn Heather would have their wedding at the hotel. Frida had asked me to be her bridesmaid."

That explains why Ivelle was dressed like that.

He nodded and said in a gentle voice, "Then let's go together." Just as he said that Jordan's eyes fell on a surprised man that came with the make-up artist. Jordan told him, "Excuse me, but my wife will come with me to the wedding. The three of you can now drive the car. You may now go."

The three nodded. But the short-haired girl looked at Jordan in surprise before she followed the two men in the car. Then she said in a low voice, "I thought the gossips were not true, but Miss Ivelle was really the wife of President Jordan."

As Ivelle watched the three people leave, she looked back at Jordan and asked, "Don't you have to go to the company? Today is not the weekend or noon, so why are you here?"

Jordan replied, "I'm not that busy. I even have the time to accompany my wife to the wedding reception." Then he smiled, raised his hand, and pulled the plush shawl from Ivelle's shoulder to keep out the cold.

As he pulled Ivelle into the car, Jordan put his coat over her and said slightly, "It's still too cold outside. I don't want you to catch a cold."

Ivelle nodded with a smile on her face and said, "Today is really a good day."

Jordan smiled and started the car's engine.

Because Frida was a freedom-loving and bold-tempered woman, she chose the five-star hotel outside the diocese.

During winter in December, the only flowers that could be found in the capital were plum blossoms and a small number of chrysanthemums.

But the Biden Family brought all the flowers that could bloom from all over the country to the hotel in order to do what Frida wanted for the wedding.

All the flowers of the four seasons were put together and placed at the door of the hotel. In fact, if one would look ahead, the wedding scene in the open air looked like a city surrounded by flowers.

Before Ivelle got off the car, she was attracted by the beautiful scenery. She couldn't help but stare through the window to appreciate the beautiful scenery outside.

Probably because she was in a good mood, she tugged at Jordan's sleeve and said, "Today, I have just seen so many kinds of flowers for the first time. I've never even seen them before!"

Primrose had excellent weather. And because of that, flowers would easily bloom there most of the time. It was also the reason why Primrose had different kinds of flowers in it.

Today, the wedding was really enlivened by all the flowers that were gathered from the whole country and even the world.

Ivelle could feel the warm touch on her forehead. It was Jordan's palm. She was stunned for a moment, but she looked back at him and smiled.

As she stared on the side of the window to marvel at the scenery outside, it was cold outside so the window of the car had not been rolled down. It was therefore inevitable that Ivelle's forehead would touch the window glass as she kept on looking outside.

There was no doubt that Jordan was worried that Ivelle would just absentmindedly run into the scene as she was enchanted by it.

Jordan smiled, pulled Ivelle into his arms, and said, "Even if you sit inside the car, you can still see everything."

After the car was parked in the parking lot of the hotel, Jordan pulled Ivelle out of the car.

The floor was covered with a red carpet. But because Jordan was worried that Ivelle would feel cold, he didn't let her take off her coat.

As they walked on the carpet all the way down to the hotel lobby, the hotel staff in suits and ties led the way.

Lunch would be served at the hotel as the wedding ceremony would not yet commence until the afternoon.

As she walked with Jordan, Ivelle spoke in a low voice, "I'm kind of looking forward to this wedding ceremony."

And as she spoke, her eyes were still fixed on the golden roses that were placed on both sides of the red carpet. She could see that there were golden roses that adorned both sides of the hallway all the way down to the altar. The flowers all had bright and beautiful colors that exuded a warm and fiery atmosphere.

As Ivelle walked with Jordan along the hallway, and as she imagined what the altar would look like, she couldn't help but say in awe, "When we get to the altar where the wedding ceremony will be held, I think the flowers would be much more beautiful."

And because she was the bridesmaid, she couldn't help but look up and smile even more open as she looked at Jordan's dark eyes. She told him, "As the bridesmaid, I will be following the bride later, and the scenery that I would see will be different from yours."

The corners of Jordan's mouth rippled with a smile as bright as April. He replied to her, "There is a fruit grove behind the hotel. After dinner, let's go for a walk."

Ivelle was dumbfounded and asked, "How did you know?"

Ivelle was surprised to hear this because she knew that at this time, it was estimated that there would be no fruit-bearing trees due to the winter.

When Jordan had probably guessed what Ivelle was thinking, he explained, "That fruit tree had just arrived from Switzerland. You could even still see fruits hanging on the tree, so you can eat it."

Ivelle's eyes widened with surprise as she asked him again, "How did you know?"

But Jordan just smiled and dragged her inside the hotel.

There were a lot of large clusters of flowers in front of the hotel, and all were especially dazzling. Ivelle couldn't help but admire everything. But as she thought about the people who would be coming in and out of the hotel, she couldn't help but keep her mouth shut with such an exaggerated expression.

As Jordan Jordan seemed to read what was on her mind, he told Ivelle with a smile, "This is an aristocratic flower cluster from England. But this flower cluster is not so precious. What is dazzling is the peacock feather that was used to decorate the flower cluster. It meant happiness and peace."

Ivelle couldn't help but say, "According to Frida's consciousness, she certainly didn't make this flower cluster."

Jordan smiled and replied, "It was done by the Biden Family."

As soon as Ivelle entered the hotel with Jordan, Frida greeted her. She was dressed in a sexy white fluffy wedding dress. Ivelle could see that as Frida walked around, the skirt behind her was pulled too long.

Suddenly, she was pulled by Frida away from Jordan as she told her, "Wow! You look so beautiful today. It was absolutely right to choose you as my bridesmaid."

Ivelle smiled sheepishly and looked at her skirt. She was a little confused and said, "We just looked at the wedding scene from the car. It looked a bit like a royal family wedding. I even thought you would wear a royal crown."

Frida shrugged her shoulders and looked at Ivelle as she said, "Zayn's parents said that they should follow the traditional wedding customs. What do you think of my wedding dress?"

Ivelle exclaimed, "It's beautiful!" And indeed, it really was.

Frida smiled and said with regret, "I'm telling you, I was going to decorate the wedding in a modern millennial style. But Zayn's parents felt that there was nothing wrong with inheriting culture and ancestral etiquette, so they designed the wedding scene in a traditional royal family wedding style. I'm going to change my wedding dress later, and I'm going to put on a pearl headband that matches it."

After a pause, she said, "You'll have to change later." Then as Frida looked at her wedding dress, she sighed and said, "I can only wear my favorite wedding dress for one afternoon."

Zayn came with a smile. He was dressed in a white suit and had a slender body. He exuded a scholarly flavor, with a kind of warmth and moisture like that of a jade teenager.

"If you're hungry, you can go and get something to eat first. Because when the guests come, you won't be able to eat."

"By the way, I have to pick up guests later."

Frida opened her mouth, pulled Ivelle, and told her, "Come on, let's go eat something delicious."

Meanwhile, Jordan who was still by Ivelle's side took a few steps. Frida looked at Jordan and told him, "Boss Jordan, your wife belongs to me today. Mister Hastings and Mr. Silverman are in the living room. There is also chess, a card room, and a teahouse over there. You can go and entertain yourselves there."