"Sorry, I had to make the guests wait." Max said as he strode through to the altar, and the cameras started shuttling nonstop, taking pictures of him in his designer black suit.
His hair parted to one corner was simply heavenly, as it gave one a full view of his handsome and flawless face.
He strode in without a care in the world and got to the altar.
Lucy, who had been angry, felt relieved. Even if he was late, at least he came. That was all that mattered.
"I should probably state my reason for arriving late, right?" He said and stood in front of Lucy who started blushing at the close proximity and how handsome he looked up close.
"It... It's fine." She said. "As long as you're here now."
"Oh, but you're not the one I want to tell." He said and turned around to face the guests. "I went to pick up my bride."
Hearing that, Lucy felt a little shiver.
"What?"
