Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 140 Nine Lola's Groom ([-])

We are all here today to attend this gentleman and lady's..."

Laura heard the priest's voice, but it seemed to come from far away.The only thing she could hear clearly was James' "Hey heartthrob, are you ready to put on the shackles of marriage?" She wished the floor could crack open and swallow her, and she never It's not like now, wishing to knock the man standing next to her unconscious.

The smile on his face, if she was not mistaken, was a malicious snicker.

Even at this time, she still has the urge to stop urgently.But out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of her grandmother in black.

God!Grandma, you never know what to wear to an occasion!I saw grandma weeping with joy, wiping her tears with a handkerchief.She hadn't seen her grandmother so happy for a long time.

"...marriage is an ancient institution, designed by God..."

When it came to clothing, Laura's attention naturally drifted to her soon-to-be husband.She had expected him to come in something more formal, at least a better pair of jeans, not so white, not so worn, and perfectly laundered.

As for his white shirt and navy-and-beige duffel coat, they were passable.

But, God, those boots of his should at least scrape the dirt off of them.

However, even if he was clean, he still didn't look like a wedding person.

Laura could imagine what the guests would think, everyone but Doug believed the marriage was perfectly legal.She didn't intend to invite guests to her wedding at first, but as soon as the news got out, a lot of people came like a tide, obviously it was a masterpiece of grandma.

Laura could have sworn she did hear them whispering now, and most of them were asking, "Where the hell did she meet this guy?"

"...so let us gather here to celebrate the union of this newlyweds..."

James heard what the pastor said, but he didn't care to listen.He knew that the lady born with the silver spoon in her mouth was angry with him.He bet she must be mad at him for being late.And he'd bet she was mad at him for the way he dressed.If so, that would be a pity.

To be honest, he also had some complaints about her clothes.She was dressed in simple ivory, the same ivory his brother had recently bought a zebu.

And he's willing to bet that the price of that dress could be used for something more meaningful, like putting him through law school.

In a state where half of the world is in famine, it is a sin to misuse money casually!However, this woman probably never considered anyone except herself.

"Mr. Jajaim, are you willing to marry this woman as your legal wife, respect and cherish her for life..."

Jia James thought with a smile on her face, since she works in a famous law firm, why not?The firm had a reputation for professionalism, but it was very expensive.A client without money can never get in the door.

No, that's not where he wants to be a lawyer, poor people need legal representation too, poor people...

"Mr. Gard?"

The meaning in the priest's voice, and the sudden silence, caught his attention.Even Laura seemed to hold her breath.

"Would you like to marry this woman?" the priest repeated.

In order to punish her for the mental distress, James smiled exaggeratedly, put his arms around Laura's waist, and lifted her whole from the ground with a strong lift: "Of course I would, I didn't intend to let this charming little The cow slipped away from me."

At the beginning, Laura tried her best not to say a word, but in the end, she couldn't help but let out a low voice of disapproval.She thought she heard everyone gasp in unison.

"Miss Laura O'Hara, are you willing to marry this man as your legal husband, and respect and cherish him for life..."

...and kill him every chance he can be alone, Laura went on silently.This marriage is by no means a wise move.Not only could she not give her grandmother a chance to continue her life, but she herself would die on the spot because of dealing with this barbarian.

"Miss O'Hara?"

Laura looked up at the priest as if it was the first time she had seen him.

"Would you like to marry this person?"

Laura couldn't remember if she answered the question, or even what she said.She does make a murmured sound, which the priest seems to take to mean "yes," as she remembers the priest asking her for the ring next.

ring?

Oh no!She completely forgot that she still needed a countermeasure.Laura looked at James somehow, as if there was something he could do to make up for the slip.The groom, however, waited as did the priest.Laura felt very uncomfortable because she knew that the whole house was waiting for her and was wondering.

So, just as she was about to tell the pastor that they didn't have a ring, the man standing next to her also carefully pulled something off her finger and handed it to the pastor.

At the same time, James' blue eyes and Laura's green eyes had a very brief contact.Then, Laura suddenly had a strange idea, that is, this man did have a pair of pretty good eyes, a pair of kind eyes.Similarly, Jia James also thinks that Laura's softened eyes are very beautiful, and perhaps the newly relieved emotions are the main reason for this change.But whatever the reason, it happened.

"A ring is an outward symbol of an inner commitment." The priest said something else, sweet and touching, that spread across James and Laura's wandering thoughts.He then instructed James to put a ring on Laura, and followed him, saying, "By this ring, I marry you."

Finally, the priest said, "I now declare you a legal husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

From the look of surprise on Laura's face, it was clear that she hadn't expected this to be part of the wedding any more than she had expected a ring to be needed.

The mischievous psychology that had been sloshing in James's heart before appeared again at this moment.It shouldn't be like this!He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but whatever!He held her in his arms without hesitation, and kissed her on the lips honestly and unceremoniously.

Laura's shock at this time was no less than being hit by a derailed train.She had thought of just a kiss on the cheek, or just a kiss on the lips, not such a real kiss.

Then he let her go as suddenly as he had kissed her.Laura stood transfixed, staring straight at Jajaim, who stared back at her in the same way.Congratulatory relatives and friends surrounded them and congratulated them happily.

"That's wonderful, honey." A woman kissed James on the cheek.

"What a lovely and special wedding," said another.

"Where did you meet?" Another guest asked in a diplomatic tone.

No one mentioned the groom's mismatched attire, his rustic demeanor, and no one mentioned why their wedding ring was just an ordinary graduate commemorative ring.

The same greetings and the same questions flooded James.He felt himself being overwhelmed.Why aren't these rich people with exaggerated words and deeds annoyed to death by these nonsense?Maybe they were born with an immunity to these demented questions and nonsensical conversations.

On the other hand, he had to admit, as much as he hated to admit it, that Laura's kisses were anything but boring.He had thought her kisses were boring, he even hoped that her kisses would be boring, but in fact it felt like a joke.Even though she wasn't involved at all, even a little passive, her kiss was still... He racked his brains to think, but the word "charm" appeared in his mind.

By the way, her kiss is very attractive, because her lips are unexpectedly soft and so submissive.What would her kiss have tasted like if she had taken the initiative?

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he threw it away.This is not a place for wild thoughts.In a week or two it will all be over and they will go their separate ways.Now, all he had to do was concentrate on this nasty wedding feast.

"Sir, would you like a sandwich?" asked the straight-backed footman in the white shirt whose hat he had forced to take off, holding a shiny silver tray and speaking with a pure British accent.

James stared at the sandwiches as small as postage stamps and cursed to himself, these things are unbearable. "No, thanks." Then he thought for a while and asked, "You don't happen to have big sausages, do you?"

"Big sausage?" asked the valet contemptuously, as if that was the only way to get the offending word through his affected mouth.

"Yes, a big sausage, that kind of meat sandwiched between two slices of bread, like a sausage."

"No, sir." He raised his chin slightly, "We don't have this kind of sausage-like meat sandwiched in bread."

After the manservant walked away, the woman who had just asked Laura where she met the groom stopped pestering Laura immediately and turned to walk towards him.She put on a smile and held out a hand to him. The diamond ring on her hand was big enough to fill an entire football field.

"I'm Helen." James held her hand. Before he could speak, she continued, "I don't know if you have anything to do with William? It's the oil magnate William Gard." Then she pretended to be mysterious Said: "Of course, everyone knows that William owns half of the real estate in this city."

"Oh, maybe he's an oil magnate and owns half the city, but I have nothing to do with him."

"Oh!" She drew the end of the voice, and then asked boldly: "So, what about Jadley Gard? It's the Gard family in Savannah, Jadley."

"I'm afraid that's all right, though I would very much like to have something to do with him. He's the king of wrestling, isn't he?"

Helen asked with a pale face, "The king of wrestling?" Her tone was the same as when the servant mentioned the big sausage just now.

"Yes, he has long blond hair, wears a tight-fitting striped jacket, and has a big boa constrictor around his neck." Jajaim paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued, "No, wait a minute." Come on, that's Savage Bob."

Helen appeared to be about to pass out.

"Laura and I," James pretended to be intoxicated, "we met at the double-horse competition."

Helen finally spoke, and the shock in her heart could be heard from her voice, "Did you and Laura meet at... the twirling arena?" The last few words sounded like mosquitoes.

James grinned, showing his white teeth, "Yes, she loves to watch it very much."

Helen grunted and walked away slowly, but accidentally bumped into Laura.

"Oh, Helen, have you met James yet?" Helen made another indistinct voice, and continued walking.

Laura frowned, turned to him suspiciously and asked, "What did you say to her?"

James said innocently: "It's nothing. I just told her that we met in the wrestling ring."

Laura was silent for a while before asking, "You really like humiliating me in front of my friends, don't you?"

James thought for a moment. "Well, not bad. But it's as easy as shooting a dead duck."

Facing Laura's puzzled eyes, he explained: "It's too easy to humiliate you people."

"These of us?"

"Yes, those of you who are of noble birth, even breathe fresher air than others."

"I think you've said enough, Mr. James." She wondered how he could think that.

"And I know what you are, Miss O'Hara. Oh, sorry, I should call you Mrs. Gard."

Laura didn't fall for it.As far as the law was concerned, he might be able to call her Mrs. Garter, but in fact she was still Miss O'Hara, and no one could change that.

"Let's be clear," Laura said, "You don't know me, and I don't know you, and I want everything to stay the same.

"I'm fine, heartthrob."

"Also, please don't call me a heartthrob."

"Then please don't call me Mr. James either. My name is James."

"Very well, James, do you think we can sign the marriage certificate now? My grandmother wants to see you."

"Whatever you want, anyway, the person who pays is the uncle."

"Just remember."

"Oh, even if I want to forget, you won't make it easy for me, will you?"