Chapter 303: Grand Wedding

Many times, there is a huge gap between the imagined picture and the reality.

  Just like now, when Barron was in a small space - relative to his body size - and tried his best to hold his breath and stay still to avoid making any sound, he mastered the theory of relativity.

  That is, every second now seems to be much longer than when it was outside the closet.

  Yes, he was in the closet now, listening to the conversation between Jenny and John in the room.

  As for how all this happened?

  Just a few minutes ago, when Jenny said to John Smith:

  "We can't meet now, John."

  At that time, Barron was quite relaxed...

  But later, when John asked to see her again, Jenny pointed to the bathroom and made a gesture to open the door...

  Barron still did not choose to go into the bathroom. Instead, after looking around the room, he opened the door of the wardrobe, which looked quite spacious, and sat inside...

  Because at that time, his brain was working, and he thought that if John came in and suddenly wanted to go to the toilet... then after he opened the bathroom door, the scene would probably be very embarrassing.

  Relatively speaking, the wardrobe is safer.

  Well, if he were to choose again now, he would go into the bathroom without hesitation.

  He finally understood that hiding in the closet during an affair was a great torment for the person involved...

  Wait, why did he connect his case with the affair?

  Finally, from the conversation, Barron waited until John Smith left.

  As the door closed, he finally relaxed a little, at least... his breathing became much more intense.

  The closet door was opened...

  "You can come out now, Barron."

  Hearing Jenny's words, Barron carefully moved out of the closet...

  First put your feet outside, then your body...

  But when he grabbed it casually, he felt a dampness...

  This is?

  Barron looked at the black "cloth" in his hand. It was obvious that there was a large wet spot on it...

  Before he could take a closer look, the cloth was quickly snatched away by Jenny who had discovered the situation... She grabbed the "cloth" in her hand and hid it behind her back, her face becoming even redder...

  Huh?

  Barron raised his other hand and opened his palm. In his hand was a pink "small sausage" with an electric wire.

  Well, in a flash, this pink "little sausage" was snatched away by Jenny again...

  By this time, Barron certainly understood what these were…

  So the situation became awkward.

  "By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"

  It was Barron who broke the awkward atmosphere and brought up another topic...

  After hearing his words, Jenny took a deep breath and looked at Barron with sparkling eyes:

  "Your Highness, when did the affair between you and my sister-in-law, Chris, begin?"

  It must be said that Barron regretted changing the subject. He should have continued to talk about the pink "little sausage"...

  "Vicomte? What's going on between us?"

  Seeing Barron's innocent look, Jenny said coldly:

  "This afternoon, when I went to your villa, I accidentally saw a good show... Do you want me to describe the scene at that time?"

  Although Jenny's words almost made Barron scream...

  With his keen hearing, he could naturally tell that someone was peeking outside the door when he was learning knowledge with the Viscountess...

  But at that time, he thought it was Viscount Bute. After all, this had happened before...

  I never thought that the person outside the door was Jenny?

  "Actually, when I returned to London last month, I already felt very strange..."

  Jenny looked at Barron and said quite proudly:  

  "I've known about my brother's situation for a long time, so I'm not surprised at all that they tried to have a child that way before... What surprised me was that Chris actually got pregnant... and gave birth to the child. If it was my brother's, there would be no need to do that. The only possibility is that she has another man, and this man is recognized by my brother."

  Looking at Barron, she couldn't hide her admiration:

  "I didn't know who that person was at the time, and my brother and Chris wouldn't help me figure it out. I didn't expect to run into her today - so, Your Highness, if I'm not mistaken, Ethel is your daughter, right? That makes sense..."

  Barron shrugged and said calmly:

  "Since you have guessed it, Jenny, are you telling me this now just to get me to praise you for being smart?"

  Jenny threw everything in her hands to the ground, took a look, and her face was full of tenderness...

  She whispered to Barron:

  "Of course it's more than that, it's just that you happened to come to see me, and..."

  She took a step forward, closing the distance between her and Barron, supported his arm with one hand, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear:

  "You know what? I haven't tried yet... You messed with me today... You have to take responsibility."

  "Responsible?"

  "Yes..."

  It seemed that her lips were a little dry, so Jenny moistened them with her tongue, and her breathing gradually became rapid:

  "I want to be like Chris..."

  As she spoke, she was already kneeling on the ground...

  This was just like a repeat of what happened in the afternoon. Barron was a little unsure of Jenny's thoughts...

  To be honest, Jenny Booth looks very similar to Sophie Marceau. When they first met at their family's hunting ground in Scotland, Barron was also a little surprised by her...

  But according to the Viscountess, isn't she... a virgin?

  How could...

  "hiss..."

  Well, now Barron believes the Viscountess's words a little, because it is obvious that Jenny is not as eloquent as the Viscountess and needs more teaching...

  But why?

  ...

  With the witness of relatives and friends, Jenny Butt and John Smith completed this grand wedding.

  Barron was also among them. He saw the beautiful Jenny Booth, wearing a unique and intricate wedding dress, exchanging rings with John Smith in front of the priest and becoming husband and wife.

  This wedding was perfect, just like every woman's fantasy...

  The only thing that is easy to be overlooked is the bride's slightly uneasy pace... Well, it seems that it may be because of nervousness, or a little discomfort.

  Of course, Barron was not among these people, and he naturally knew the reason.

  After all, he personally confirmed yesterday that Jenny Butt was indeed as the Viscountess said, or...

  If you think about the fact that after that, when he returns to the villa, Barron will have to face Bonnie's "revenge learning" without knowing anything about it...

  You can imagine how hard he worked yesterday.

  After the wedding, Jenny and John accepted everyone's blessings, and the bride never looked at Barron again, as if...what happened yesterday had never happened.

  "This is such an impressive wedding..."

  It should be said that Bonnie's words beside Barron made Barron feel the same way...

  "My dear, I believe that your wedding with Barron will be even more grand in the future."

  As she said this, the Viscountess looked at Barron.

  What else could he do?

  "I'll give you the best, baby."

  Holding Bonnie in his arms, Barron gave her a passionate kiss.