Chapter 236 Stay Married

• The wedding venue was no accident. Asher had sat through long nights with the designer, sketching and revising until the space spoke his language.
• Now crimson roses drenched the air in perfume. Even the red carpet—a river down the aisle—was buried under loose petals that fluttered with every passing footstep.
• Amelia stood frozen, struck by a flicker of déjà vu. The tableau before her stirred a memory she could feel but not name.