Chapter 797

The wedding was over. For the first time, Melina truly felt like Andrew's bride. Even Andrew, who rarely indulged in sentiment, felt a rare sense of completion. The two sat side by side in their wedding attire, faces tinged with a bashful flush. The atmosphere between them was warm and serene. Then, a deliberate cough broke the silence. Melina quickly turned away from Andrew, her cheeks glowing. "Mr. Wentworth Senior, our house is small. You'll sleep in the bed tonight, and we'll take the couch. I hope it won't be too uncomfortable for you," she said politely. With no guests left, Andrew shed his earlier restraint and said bluntly, "Old man, let Tyler drive you back to the school." The wedding had just concluded. By Andrew's calculations, this was their wedding night. He didn't want to give up the bed to someone else on his wedding night. Before Wallace could respond, Melina immediately protested. "No way! It's New Year's eve. It's a time for family to be together. Mr. Wentworth