Huo Zhanting heard An Lan's explanation, his heart wrenched in pain. He pulled An Lan into his embrace and apologized in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you and let you suffer so much."
His apology completely broke An Lan's composure.
All the grievances she had suffered during this period poured out at this moment. Burying her head in Huo Zhanting's arms, she cried loudly, and in the quiet church, only An Lan's sobs could be heard.
Standing to the side, Xiao Yihe watched this harmonious scene with red-rimmed eyes. He roared in an attempt to break free from Zhang Duo to confront the two, but Zhang Duo, obviously not willing to spoil the moment, stopped him with an expressionless face, preventing his escape.
"An Lan! You should be mine, you were about to marry me! You are mine!" Xiao Yihe's face turned red and his neck bulged as he bellowed in their direction.
His voice made An Lan shiver involuntarily.
