The whole world ran to him to mourn in advance, did his woman send a friend circle with the news that he was going to die?
Enrico stood there and looked at them with cold eyes, “So what are you going to say again?”
Again?
The six couldn’t help but tense up as they thought of Rafael and Jaden, who had just lumbered out.
Nick turned around and exchanged glances with his teammates, delivering the same message to each other.
Rafael and Jaden are both close to brother-in-law, I’m afraid that they persuaded brother-in-law to use the medication, and that’s what caused him to lose his temper, right? These two people have ended up like that, I’m afraid that they are even more unable to say anything.
Then, since brother-in-law had already made up his mind, they would just get to the point.
The five gave Nick a supportive look before Nick squared himself and looked up at Enrico, “Brother-in-law, there are some things I don’t know how to say, but don’t worry, no matter what happens, we, Peak Club, and Temple in Heaven will definitely stand behind Sister Paige, and put up a fight for her. ”
It didn’t seem like there weren’t people who could speak humanly.
Hearing this, Enrico’s face slightly slowed down.
Seeing this, the six people’s hearts were relieved, it seemed that they were on the right topic.
“And then there’s Gabriel, we didn’t know about Gabriel’s existence until today.”
Carrie stood behind Nick and said seriously, “Small and cute, makes you protective at first sight, and the six of us would guard him with our lives.”
“More than that.” Derrick stepped forward, “If you agree brother-in-law, the four of us Peak Club guys would like to be Gabriel’s godfather, it doesn’t matter if we call him that or not, we just want to be there for Gabriel all the way through his upbringing.”
“Yes.” David and Lamont followed in response, “We’ll treat Gabriel as if he were our own and teach him everything we’ve learned.”
It didn’t matter that the real father was gone, Gabriel still had their four godfathers.
They would guard this child with their lives.
“…”
Again with the godfathers, and again with being the biological ones.
Enrico’s face turned a few more shades of green as he listened, he really suspected that he’d been lying here for the past three years and woke up into another time and place, otherwise, how could one by one dare to leave him out of the picture.
He ground his teeth, reached out and pulled open the drawer, took out a black pistol and heavily slapped it onto the desktop.
And then, he lifted his face, his eyes angry to the extreme and became arrogant instead, “Guess how many bullets it will take for all of you to fall in this study of mine?”
“…”
The six were silent.
Carrie suddenly understood why Rafael had warned her to stand back.
…
The six walked out of the den no better than Rafael and Jaden.
Until they sat down at the dinner table, they were still a little puzzled as to which sentence had angered their brother-in-law.
They really did mean every word and every word.
The Gustin family’s villa has a special banquet hall, at the moment the banquet hall is full of wine tables, the seats are full, the atmosphere is lively when there are more people without having to push.
Enrico stood under the bright crystal lamp, a pair of deep eyes swept over a table in front of him.
It was obvious that there was no intentionality, but his eyes still counted the number of people at each table.
Eight people.
Exactly eight people.
At his funeral, Paige had prepared a table for eight as well.
Enrico hadn’t even eaten yet, and a wave of stomach acid was already coming up, burning him almost to the point of exploding.
“Please be seated, young master.” Butler Beau stood aside and reminded him in a low voice.
Enrico sulked and was about to sit down when a bystander exclaimed from the side, “Paige is out.”
“So beautiful.”
Enrico slowly turned around and looked at the door with everyone else’s eyes, the halo of light falling on his handsome, deep face, putting a natural filter on his vision.
The two doors were pulled open from both sides.
Paige stood in the doorway, tall and eye-catching.
There was light streaming across the entire ballroom, hitting Paige diagonally.
She had a vintage look, a face regal and bright under her exquisite hairstyle, her red lips brimming with less of her usual sense of innocence, and her earrings were the most glamorous large pearls.
She was wearing a classical pure white evening dress, the neckline was embellished with complicated and exquisite embroidery, between the embroidered openwork her skin was beautiful, white as jade, the waistline was collected extremely thin, as if it was not too much to hold, the natural cloud veil of flowing water was draped down from her waist, layered but not too thick, one corner was wrapped around the front, shallow shaking under the light, like a fish in the water swimming like a romantic. Tsung-Lung Tsung said
“…”
Enrico’s long figure froze in place, looking at her distantly, his angular face devoid of expression, his slender fingers almost breaking the foot of the champagne glass in his hand.
This outfit …
There was a suffocating silence in the entire ballroom as everyone stared blankly at Paige.
Gradually, all kinds of whispers rose frequently.
“This is not an evening gown, it is clearly a wedding dress, right? It’s just a veil away from a wedding dress.”
“I also think it looks like a wedding dress, but today is obviously a celebration banquet, why would she wear a wedding dress?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, Paige looks good in it.”
“That’s not just nice, it’s just stunning, okay?”
“No, I still think she’s wearing a wedding dress.”
“Tuxedo, tuxedo!”
“…”
All kinds of voices around are getting more and more miscellaneous, Peak Club six people sit together and look at each other, this evening gown is also too … wedding dress.
Stepping over all the voices, Paige smiled faintly, and with slender, graceful steps walked forward from the middle of the reception, the hem of her dress dragging up on the floor.
Paige walked all the way to Enrico, whose eyes followed her until she stopped.
He stared at her strikingly beautiful face, his eyes landing almost rigidly on her gown.
Paige picked up a glass of champagne from a side tray and smiled at Enrico, “Do I look good in this?”
Good looking.
So good that he wanted to hide her.
“Why didn’t you tell me you’d wear this?” Enrico stared at her urgently, his voice sinking to a raspy whisper, his fingers tightening around his champagne glass.
The gown that had been laid out in her dressing room when he’d walked by in the morning was clearly not this one.
At that, Paige tiptoed close to his ear, her red lips slightly open, and said in a relaxed tone, “I specially picked it out, I don’t know if you have such a wish, but I have this wish, it’s just a pity that time is running out and I can’t fulfill it.”
“…”
Enrico stood straight, letting the wind of her lips pass over him.
Pressed for what? Unable to accomplish what?
The wedding?
“Enrico, tonight, let’s pretend I’ve worn your wedding dress for you.” Her voice even took on a cloudy spontaneity as it fell into his ears.
“…”
Enrico listened, and his chest felt like it had been swung so hard that his whole heart exploded in pain.
Tonight, let’s say I’ve worn your wedding dress for you.
Yes, she hadn’t worn a wedding dress for him.
If those things she did after accepting the fact that he was short-lived were frequently shooting arrows at him, then this arrow was undoubtedly the most vicious and deadly stab.
The champagne glass finally broke open in his hand, the clear liquid dripping all over the floor, his tiger’s mouth a bloody mess.