Chapter 688

At last, the time for the wedding had arrived. Hestia found herself idly fidgeting with her jewelry, while Jessie assisted in placing her veil. A sense of emptiness crept up on Jessie as she realized that none of Hestia's loved ones were present to share this momentous occasion with her. Despite it being a fake marriage, it still felt pitifully lonesome. "Stop," Hestia said, noticing the sadness in Jessie's eyes. "My parents know about the agreement, and I asked Matthew not to come. This wedding is like a stage play. It's just for show, so don't take it too seriously." Jessie was speechless. All the sadness she had a minute ago disappeared into the thin air without a single trace. However, Jessie was considered as Hestia's first friend. In the past, when she was still living with the Deschamps, she always seemed unapproachable and either caused trouble for others or amused herself as the mischievous king. No one dared to befriend her, but she did not seem to care. "Hessy?" Nathaniel