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After stepping out of the car, Charlie stood still, watching Jasmine drive away. He lingered there for over ten seconds before finally turning around and walking through the Thompson First gate.
Upon returning home, Charlie found ire already settled in after her evening shower, lying on the bed with a book in hand.
She looked up and smiled at Charlie, asking, “How was your friend’s birthday party?”
Feeling slightly ufortable, Charlie replied, “Oh, the party was nice…”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Unbeknownst to ire, it was actually Jasmine’s birthday, but Charlie had chosen not to mention it to prevent her from overthinking the situation.
ire didn’t notice any change in Charlie’s demeanor. Instead, she set her book aside and in a gentle voice said, “Dear, may I ask you a favor?”
Charlie reassured her, “You don’t need to be so formal with me, dear. I’m here for you—just tell me what you need.”
ire replied, “A high school friend of mine is getting married soon. She stopped by the office today to give me an invitation. Would youe with me?”
Charlie smiled, “Of course! Is it a boy or a girl?”
“She,” ire responded. “We sat next to each other in our senior year.”
Charlie nodded, “Oh, if she was your tablemate, then we definitely need to go!”
ire nervously fidgeted with her fingers and added, “Dear, I have another favor to ask…”
Charlie encouraged her, “Alright, what is it?”
Taking a deep breath, ire spoke earnestly, “My friend had a tough upbringing. Her family always favored males, neglecting her needs. She’s pregnant, which is why she’s marrying soon, but her inws look down on her as well. When she visited my office, she pleaded for me to lend her my BMW for the bride’s convoy. She thinks a BMW is a big deal, but nowadays, the first car in the convoy should be a luxury vehicle worth at least a million. The BMW 5-Series just doesn’t meet that standard. So, I was hoping you could help me borrow two luxury cars from Mr. White and Mr. Quinton as the lead vehicles in her convoy…”
Charlie was taken aback. “I can borrow the cars; that’s not an issue since I haven’t driven them since the car show. But, dear, I’ve only heard of a convoy to pick up the bride. I’ve never heard of one to send her off. What kind of strange tradition is that?”
ire exined, “My friend was a resident student in high school and came from a rural area near Aurous Hill. Traditionally, it’s the groom’s side that sends a convoy to pick up the bride. However, her inws despise her, so they’ve made an unreasonable request, stating they won’t be sending the bride during the wedding and expect her side to take her to the hotel on their own. That’s why…”
Charlie frowned, “This is absurd! She’s carrying his child—how can they treat her like this? The groom’s family is being cruel.”<fnb539> The rightful source is Find★Novel</fnb539>
ire sighed, “It’s truly sad. They’ve refused to even give her a betrothal gift, not a single penny. Her family was counting on that money to help buy a house for her brother, but now, without any betrothal gift, they oppose the marriage. Still, my friend insists on going through with it. In the end, both her family and her future inws look down on her. It’s heartbreaking.”
At that moment, ire wrapped her arms around Charlie, yfully shaking his arm, and pleaded, “Honey, I know you’re the most wonderful husband ever and you prefer to stay low-key, but could you please help my friend by lending her a sports car for her wedding? I want her to feel respected on her big day so her inws won’t mistreat her afterward. Please…”
Charlie’s face broke into a wide grin at her charming demeanor, and he replied lovingly, “Since she’s your high school friend, one car won’t be enough—let’s use both! I’ll drive one, and you can drive the other with your friend in your car. How does that sound? Are you okay with that n?”
ire squealed with joy, hugged him tightly, and kissed him, eximing, “Yes! I’m so happy! You’re the best husband in the entire world!”
Charlie’s eyes widened in disbelief and astonishment.
What had happened to him today? Was this a stroke of good luck?
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