Wedding Of The Century (2)

"Tradition?" Kevin Kyle frowned. What kind of tradition was that? For the first time, he was a proper groom. Why couldn't he accompany the bride during her dressing up and witness her beautiful transformation? "Mr. Kyle, you have a lot of time with her from now on. Please don’t take this personally." The woman smiled ambiguously. "What are you going to do?" Kevin was reluctant to leave. Karen Daly laughed when she saw the reluctance on Kevin's face as he was acting like a clingy child. Kevin glared at the woman, then he stroked Karen's head and said softly, "I'll be downstairs. I'll pick you up in a moment. Don't worry." "Oh, I'm so worried." Karen looked at his extremely reluctant look and could not resist laughing at him. "I'm worried that I won’t even be able to tell you if you sold me away." "How naughty!" Kevin lowered his head and kissed Karen hard. He did not care that there were still so many people around them. "Oh... No..." Karen was so embarrassed that she punched him on the