Free Web NovelChapter 1325: Chapter 1322: Journey to the Vatican Wedding
The live snow proposal was captured by onlookers and directly uploaded online, which turned yesterday’s collective criticism of Ignatius Leclair into resounding face slaps.
Whoa, it turns out that Ignatius remained silent and didn’t retaliate because he was planning a big move. No wonder he’s the man the goddess chooses.
The plot took a sudden turn, leading public opinion to completely flip. Yesterday, Ignatius from the Southern Ocean was heavily criticized, but today, he’s being praised as incomparable, and he’s quite satisfied with this.
This is the proper way to open Weibo, perfectly fine.
The onlookers, starry-eyed and enjoying the romantic spectacle, also dug up some gossip about Delphine’s traveling companion Leah Squire, who surprisingly has even more intriguing ties, long connected to the recently spotlighted Major General of Imperial City.
Insiders quickly revealed that Leah Squire’s background is deeper; she’s been the long-chased target of Richard Shaw, the Major General of Imperial City, for years.
The crowd linked this to strict controls at a hotel online, where there were sightings of many fully armed, handsome soldiers, causing a stir.
It turns out Richard Shaw was at the hotel, clearly showing both couples were on a collective outing.
The everyday show of affection from Ignatius Leclair of the Southern Ocean has the netizens more interested in the mysterious and discreet Army Major General. Not only is he a righteous soldier, but he’s also the youngest major general with impressive looks that provide immense security, fulfilling every woman’s fantasy.
Thus, a fervor broke out online to locate Major General Shaw, whose Weibo followers surged with everyone tagging him.
"Delphine the goddess received a romantic proposal, consider the mental shadow cast on her traveling companion."
"Major General, did you propose today?"
"Major General, are you kneeling on durian at home today?"
At this moment, Richard Shaw is practically kneeling on durian, stuck in a predicament.
Leah returned from the ski field, entered the hotel room, and shut the door without saying a word.
Upon seeing Ignatius Leclair and Richard Shaw arrive, followed by such a grand proposal spectacle, Delphine realized the trip was ruined, and they couldn’t stay in Harbin anymore, leading her to wrap up the trip with the guide.
The tour guide lady was still shaken by the snow proposal, staring at the two outstanding men: one being the lavish and unfazed Ignatius from the Southern Ocean, the other a secretive Major General. Mouth agape and heart pounding, she couldn’t snap out of it; hearing the trip was over, she felt like crying.
Having worked as a guide for seven or eight years, meeting countless groups and people, she realized that her thirty years of life amounted to nothing next to these two, who live at the pinnacle of society!
The tour guide lady left in tears, while Delphine glanced at the two men facing off at the hotel suite’s door.
"Old Shaw, I’ll cover all your wedding expenses. A man should be generous. So what if I proposed first and embarrassed you in front of Leah Squire? It’s no big deal." Ignatius Leclair said, patting Richard Shaw’s shoulder, teasingly, his deep eyes filled with laughter.
It’s every man for himself; he taught Old Shaw a vivid lesson.
"If you hadn’t just had surgery, you’d already be half-buried in snow," Richard Shaw retorted, face cold, voice deep and sinister, fingers clenched into a fist.
Seeing this, Delphine rolled her eyes and flatly said, "Argue back home. Move aside, I’m going to my room."
"Delphine, why did you come to Harbin silently? If you want to travel, I’ll take you." Ignatius Leclair’s handsome face lowered, his tall and sturdy frame blocking the doorway, refusing passage.
He hadn’t hugged his wife in two days and a night; he wanted to embrace her.
"You made quite a splash today; the internet’s full of praise for you," Delphine said coldly.
Immediately, Ignatius toned down his arrogance, coughing lightly and sheepishly replied, "I won’t make a scene in the future, keeping it low-key."
Delphine didn’t have time to scold him; Ignatius Leclair was cunning, capable of setting countless traps. Delphine had suffered at his hands often over the years, and now, when displeased, she simply chose to ignore him.
This tactic worked best on him.
"Wasn’t Major General Shaw supposed to be dating in Imperial City? How did he have time to come skiing?" Delphine had always thought well of Richard Shaw; seeing his abandoned and pitiable state, she sighed gently.
Richard Shaw felt helpless but couldn’t explain—what date? It’s made up, but the label can’t be shaken off.
"This was Ignatius’s idea; he knows it best." Being cheated once, Richard Shaw didn’t hesitate to sell Ignatius out this time.
Delphine glanced at Ignatius Leclair, her dark eyes slightly narrowing. So he’s the one who set the trap?
"Darling, don’t be upset. It was a desperate move, Old Shaw is so wooden, doesn’t even know how to pursue a wife; maybe some gossip might make Leah Squire go to Imperial City, and they’d be united as a family, but who knew you two went to Harbin to ski and see ice sculptures." Seeing Delphine mad, Ignatius hurriedly appeased her with a smile, "The gossip is baseless, why not speak to Leah Squire about it?"
Delphine took two minutes to grasp the situation, then rolled her eyes, deeply sympathizing with Richard Shaw, who was truly unlucky to have befriended someone like Ignatius Leclair.
The trio stood by the door, wracking their brains on how to extricate Richard Shaw from his predicament, when they heard a voice, half-smiling.
"Everyone’s here. I’m holding my wedding on the 18th of next month in the Vatican. Ladies, remember to attend; gentlemen aren’t invited, don’t be shameless and show up." Griffith Squire in a smart red coat, accentuating his devilishly handsome face, stood with arms crossed, lips curved in an evil smirk.
Despite the uproar on Weibo, even if Griffith Squire were on his honeymoon with phones off, discussions would echo in the streets or in the hotel from passersby. Learning the commotion was nearby, he came to see for himself, and encountered them directly.
Fears actualized; Richard Shaw’s face turned livid, while Ignatius Leclair’s face darkened too.
"Delphine, is Leah here? Change hotels, come stay with me, ensuring no disturbance." Griffith Squire coldly sneered, "As for you two, flaunt your romances and dates, don’t be an eyesore."
Delphine sympathetically glanced at Richard Shaw; pursuing a wife is tough enough, especially surrounded by troublesome companions.
Thus, Griffith Squire’s honeymoon journey included two unbeatable third wheels, trailed by two tagalongs, a party of six.
Due to the wedding rushing closer, after the Harbin trip, Griffith Squire had to rush to Vatican City to prepare wedding matters, with Leah Squire and Delphine accompanying to assist. Ignatius Leclair was sent back to tend to kids, while Richard Shaw, having special status requiring application to travel abroad, was temporarily unable to leave, thus separated for a month.
