Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 125 Making Up for the Wedding

Chapter 125 Making Up for the Wedding All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"Did I... interrupt you guys?" Stella pursed her lips and chuckled.

Turns out her husband was even more charming than she imagined.

The faces of the three men grew darker by the second, especially Noah, who glared at the other two

men as if they were his enemies.

"You two can argue outside!" He bellowed, "Can't you see my wife is here?"

The two of them were taken aback.

Aiden looked guilty and apologetically smiled at Stella before quickly leaving.

Jericho had a look of mixed emotions and meaningfully glanced at Noah before patting him on the

shoulder and leaving the courtyard with long strides.

Only then did Stella burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing about?" Noah grabbed her and glared.

His strong masculine energy oppressed her endlessly.

Stella leaned against him and poked his chest with her finger.

"They say same-sex love is true love. Alas, it looks like I came at an inappropriate time. Did I ruin

something?"

Noah looked down at her playful face and suddenly had a strong desire to claim her there and then.

"I don't have that kind of fetish." He approached her, and his warm breath swept across her nose. His

voice was low and hoarse. "If you dare say such things again, I'll punish you severely."

"Punish... severely?"

Noah curled his lips and pecked her on the blushing earlobe.

Stella let out a low cry and punched him. Her cheeks turned rosy.

He was mesmerized, and a certain part of his body reacted.

But then the bell rang, and the wind chimes at the door of the shop tinkled. Two girls walked in with

smiling faces.

Stella immediately broke free from him and hurriedly greeted the customers.

Noah covered his face and sighed.

At that moment, he wished more than anyone else that the shop would just close. If they closed the

door, then it would only be the two of them, and he could do whatever he wanted to her.

Stella returned to the counter, her face still flushed, and silently brewed coffee with her head down.

Noah came around to her and lightly wrapped his arm around her slim waist. However, the little woman

in his arms moved, giving him a signal that there were still customers.

He smiled helplessly and waited for her to serve the coffee before he could speak to her.

"Do you see that?" He pointed to the big box in the corner.

Stella was taken aback. "Was it brought in by Aiden?"

"Yeah." Noah nodded, "Do you remember the wedding dress we bought on the second day after our

wedding?"

Stella certainly remembered.

The dress cost 6 thousand dollars, and at the time, it made her heart bleed.

"It's a designer custom-made dress." Noah chuckled, "I think it's pretty good. You'll look beautiful in it."

Stella's fingers brushed over the gossamer dress, and the glittering diamonds on it shone like stars.

It was such a shame that they had already finished their wedding.

"It doesn't matter." Noah saw through her thoughts and tightly held her hand, "Don't I owe you a

wedding?"

Stella widened her eyes and looked at him.

His indulgent smile was like maltose, sweetening her heart to the very core.

...

A few days later, Noah mysteriously took Stella to a place.

It was in the suburbs of Eldoria, surrounded by mountains. It was serene, like paradise.

The creek flowed down from the large rocks, and a gothic-style church stood between the water and

clouds, a unique landscape.

Stella was surprised and happy, unable to help but widen her eyes.

Noah held her hand and walked inside.

There was only one elderly priest in the church. As soon as he saw them, he smiled kindly and greeted

them. After a brief chat, he retired.

"This church has been around for over a hundred years, but it's not a tourist spot, so the church isn't

famous," Noah explained.

"Although few people come here, those who do come want to hold weddings here." He smiled at her

and continued, "There's a small room in the back, go change into the wedding dress."

Stella nodded.

She came back in her wedding dress a little while later, and Noah was standing at the other end of the

red carpet, quietly watching her.

The sunlight shone through the stained-glass window, casting a rainbow on Stella's pretty face.

She looked at him with a smile, as the sacred organ music played. The bride took happy steps toward

the man who promised her a lifetime together.

In Noah's eyes, the radiance reflected only Stella's smiling face.

Suddenly, his eyes welled up with tears as he was overwhelmed by a mix of emotions.

"What's wrong?" Stella approached him, asking, "Why are you staring blankly?"

Noah snapped out of it, only able to smile foolishly.

She looked so beautiful in that wedding dress.

He held her hand as they faced the altar together.

He swore to the deities that Stella would be his only wife in this lifetime. No matter poverty or wealth,

sickness, or health, he would never leave her side and would be with her until old age.

Stella met his serious and determined gaze. At that solemn moment, she had the urge to cry.

"And you?" Noah's voice was low and gentle. "Will you spend your lifetime with me?"

She nodded vigorously, her voice choked with emotion.

"Honey," Noah lightly caressed her face, his eyes hinting at something profound, "no matter what

happens, you will never leave me, right?"

"Of course not!"

"If one day you discover that I am not the person standing in front of you right now, will you still

recognize me as your husband?"

Stella paused, furrowing her brows.

What did he mean by that?

It was a bit difficult to understand.

But after a moment of confusion, she smiled at him sweetly. Perhaps this man was just too nervous,

and his meaning wasn't clear.

"Silly husband! Are you saying you can transform?" She tiptoed and playfully touched his head. "You

are my husband. Whether you're the person standing before me now or you become someone else

one day, I only recognize you as my husband."

"What if... I changed my name?"

Without much thought, she assumed he was joking and continued along with his words.

"No matter what you change into, you will always be my husband. You can't escape from me in this

lifetime!"

Noah froze, staring at her blankly, before finally bursting into laughter.

Stella linked her arm with his and gently kissed his cheek.

"What's gotten into you lately?" Her voice was soft and sweet. "Why do you keep asking silly

questions?"

"If I become foolish in the future, would you still want me?"

"Here you go again!"

Noah laughed wholeheartedly, tightly holding her in his arms.

Before, he had always believed that his world was vast and that he wouldn't stop for anyone or

anything.

Even when he met Stella, he thought this woman would only occupy a small corner of his world.

But later, he realized...

His whole world consisted of just that one corner.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Stella looked at him curiously.

Noah took out his phone to record a video for her.

"Honey, I need to record your words as proof."

Stella was amused.

When they first got married, she thought he was reserved and cold.

But as their marriage approached its first year, she increasingly saw his childishness and occasional

silliness.

"Honey, hurry up and say it!"

"Okay..." She suppressed her laughter and said, "I swear, no matter how my husband changes, I will

never leave him."

"Be more specific!"

"No matter if he becomes fat or foolish, old or ugly, unrecognizable... even if he becomes bald and acts

silly every day, I will still love him. How about that?"