Chapter 1 At The Wedding

• It was a picture of perfection in a lavishly decorated hall. A soft and ethereal romantic melody played in the background as a contented smile blossomed on the bride's happy face.
• The moonlight shone brightly on the impressive building of a certain prestigious seven-star hotel, and the grandeur wedding banquet was held glamorously in the middle of the grand and magnificent wedding hall inside its venue.
• The chandeliers dangling from the ceiling cast small sparkles of light from one end of the room to the other, creating the illusion of being under a bright, starry night sky.
• Elegant and lavish round tables were arranged throughout the room, and they were tastefully decorated with red and gold accents, which represent love, prosperity, and good fortune.
• Except for one woman, all of the guests are beautiful women dressed in prestige and suave men reeking of wealth, and they can all be seen relishing themselves in a joyous and blissful atmosphere.
• A woman with otherworldly gorgeous features sat alone in the wittman vuelta red chair around the corner of the hall, away from the cheering crowds, holding a glass of vintage wine elegantly in her hand.
• The lady's lustrous skin was as white as if she had been painted with milk. Her stunning hazel eyes sparkled in the light, and her exquisite features were framed by long platinum blond hair that cascaded behind her waistline like a waterfall.
• The woman was breathtakingly beautiful and exquisite, but she gave off the impression that she was lonely and depressed despite her outward charm.
• Samantha Wei took the glass into her mouth and sipped the red wine, her gaze fixed on the newlyweds, who appeared to be in love and bliss.
• She remained silent, staring at them, until a soft sigh escaped her moistened lips. She squeezed her eyes shut, drowning herself in longing as her mind drove back in time.
• Her breathing was soft as she lost herself in the yearning reminiscence; she remembered how content and blissful she once was when her father walked her down the aisle like it was just yesterday.
• The charming young bride, dressed to perfection in a glamorous and magnificent white wedding gown, tightly held onto her father as they exchanged their vows, with mist in her hazel eyes, as the handsome middle-aged man proudly walked her down the red carpet.
• When she reached the end of the aisle, she was greeted by a handsome, dashing man in a black double-breasted suit, his gaze fixed on her with loving eyes.
• "She used to be my little girl," she remembered her strict father saying to the handsome man, struggling to hold back his tears.
• "She means everything to me. Please promise me that you will treat her well" They were simple words, but they carried a lot of weight; anyone could sense his love for his daughter and his reluctance to give her to another man.
• This gentleman's tender eyes cast a fleeting glance at his stunning bride before returning his attention to his father. He curved a genuine, reassuring smile with determination and devotion in his eyes.
• "I will," he promised.
• Her father nodded and reluctantly extended her hand to the young man.
• "I love you, father," she couldn't help but cry and kiss her father's cheek as he was about to let her go.
• Finally, he couldn't hold back his tears as he returned his daughter's smile. "I love you too, sweetheart," he said quickly, not wanting to embarrass himself further by crying in front of so many people.
• From a distance, the beautiful bride's graceful mother walked toward her husband and smiled lovingly at her daughter. She returned her mother's smile before turning around, her gaze fixed on the groom, the man she was about to marry.
• She could see it in the way he returned her smile and gripped her hand tightly. He was the man she cared deeply about, the man she adored with all of her heart.
• And after both of them said their soulful vows, "I do," the rest was just a blur of memories.
• Samantha then opened her eyes, tears welling up in them. Her husband died approximately fifteen years ago. And here she was, a thirty-seven-year-old single mother.
• The man she wished to spend her entire life with and the man she vowed to love for the rest of her life was no longer in her life. He has gone to eternity.
• She would have committed suicide a long time ago if it hadn't been for the thought of her daughter crying alone as she was about to end her own life because she couldn't cope with her sadness. The loss of her husband, who meant everything to her, It was heartbreaking and unbearable.
• Samantha has devoted herself to raising their daughter as a single mother and pursuing her business passion ever since.
• She kept herself busy in order not to drown in sadness and sorrow. Years of dedication to her business earned her the position she now holds as an accomplished and renowned businesswoman, chairwoman of Samatina International, one of Huaxian's seven-star hotels.
• To be honest, her late husband was the only man she ever had in her life, both mentally and physically. Her life had been full of ups and downs. She has matured considerably and is no longer the young, naïve woman she once was.
• She was a well-respected and admired businesswoman among the elite of Hua Xian renowned figures. Women lusted after her, while men could only admire her from afar.
• To be honest, as a healthy woman in her prime, she yearned for the feeling of being treasured and cared for by a man. Having said that, she couldn't understand why she couldn't get herself interested in seeing another man.
• Sure, she adored her late husband, but she wasn't opposed to being with another man; however, she didn't force herself to find another man either.
• Despite being an extremely beautiful woman with such a renowned status, where countless handsome men desired her, none of them could attract her. Furthermore, having been a single mother for years, she was used to being alone; it was always her against her loneliness, which wasn"t so bad because she had long found her greatest source of happiness in her daughter"s happiness.
• She couldn't lie to herself; she was still a very healthy woman in her prime. She had been dry for a long time, she couldn't even remember how long she had sex, and she began to think that maybe her best friend was correct, she probably needed to get laid.
• Samantha sighed and looked out the large window at the dark, never-ending sky; she was now in her own world; the night was beautiful, but she was lonely.
• This was a wedding reception for the daughter of one of her circle friends. That was why she was here, at this banquet, which was also taking place in her hotel.
• Samantha smiled softly as she reflected on the wedding and marriage. As a mother, she hopes to host a grand wedding banquet in the near future.
• It would be ideal if she could find a suitable young man for her daughter. Her daughter was a stunningly beautiful and attractive young lady, but she had never dated a man, despite the fact that when she was her daughter's age, she had already married and become a mother.