The entire hall fell into a heart-stopping silence in an instant.
The men in black suits stood up in unison, their gaze sharp and ferocious, all trained on the proudly standing figure of Elvis.
“Elvis…”
Elsie’s complexion turned pale, the numbness in her face vanished the moment she saw that rebellious smirk, her eyes suddenly alive, tears breaking through their dams, streaming down her cheeks.
Her makeup was ruined, yet it only added to her genuine beauty, making her all the more stunning.
Beside her, Harvey’s chest tightened with a surge of anger, his eyes reddening!
His fury wasn’t just because Elvis had crashed his wedding.
It was because Elsie, for this man, shed tears, lost in her emotions.
She clearly hadn’t moved on...
She clearly still loved him, and Harvey had never truly had her heart!
“Ellie, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
Underneath his black trench coat, Elvis’s body trembled uncontrollably, his blood rushing to his head, every cell, every nerve screaming, “From now on, no one, nothing, can ever tear us apart. Marry me, become Mrs. Waverley, will you?”
Harvey was stunned, as was everyone else!
At a moment like this, on the brink of life and death.
And this lone, defiant man, was actually proposing?!
Was he even human?
Was he not afraid of death?!
Elsie’s tears didn’t stop; she bit her lower lip hard enough to taste blood.
Elvis, I do.
I do, I do, I do!
She screamed her response in her heart over and over, but couldn’t voice her deep affection.
“Elvi!”
Harvey, with eyes bloodshot, seemed to want to crush the name that meant so much to Elsie.
Elvis’s gaze towards Elsie was like a blazing flame, eager to move closer, fearless of the unknown dangers, not afraid of anything.
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