The Wedding Proceeds as Planned

In the August of the year 3021, in the Third Star Sector.

The Johnson and Smith families were both aristocrats in the Third Sector, and today was also a special day for both families to further tighten their cooperation in future business endeavors by arranging the marriage of Amelia and Alexander.

On the large screens lining the streets and alleys, the wedding videos of the couple played in a loop.

The woman was gentle and sweet, the man refined and handsome; everyone who saw them remarked on how perfectly matched they were.

The wedding took place in the banquet hall atop the Central Building of the Third Sector, on the 88th floor.

Luxurious crystal chandeliers, exquisite vessels, amidst the clinking of glasses, exuded an air of opulence.

This wedding wasn't just attended by the nobles of the Third Sector; it was rumored that two prominent figures from the First Sector had also graced the occasion.

It was evident that this wedding garnered significant attention, and the prestige of both families was substantial.

However, in stark contrast to the lively atmosphere in the banquet hall, the atmosphere in the adjacent bride's rest room was rather stifling.

Bella expressed her deep concern, "Amelia, still no word from Alexander? Has something happened to him? Should I go and ask someone from the Smith family?"

Amelia, dressed in a white wedding gown, half-lowered her eyes, her gaze fixed on the diamonds adorning her skirt.

At that moment, her microcomputer chimed, signaling an incoming communication from Alexander. 

"Amelia, I'm sorry, but Charlotte's spacecraft encountered trouble in the Seventh Sector, I have to go rescue her!"

"But isn't there a rescue team?"

"Amelia, how can you say that! How could I stand by when Charlotte is in trouble?"

Amelia calmly replied, "Alexander, have you forgotten that in a few hours, it will be my twentieth birthday? If you don't come back to marry me, I'll be forcibly assigned a husband by the central system."

"Amelia, I'll try my best to come back, nobody wants such an accident."

"Try your best? That means you might not make it back in time."

Amelia remained silent.

It was Alexander who seemed a bit displeased. He reproached, "Amelia, I know you're not happy, but you can't be this selfish. Charlotte is your sister! She's seriously injured, and I simply can't leave! Forget it, this is it, I'll try my best to come back, and don't go looking for my parents either."

The communication ended.

In the mirror, the bride's lips curled slightly, her smile mocking.

Huh, her sister?

Haha, she's selfish?

When Amelia was thirteen years old, she was attacked by space pirates while on a spaceship. Fortunately, the interstellar guard arrived in time to rescue her.

But she still suffered severe injuries, lying in a cryogenic chamber, frozen for five years.

No one knew that during these five years of sleep, Amelia actually transmigrated to ancient Earth over a thousand years ago.

When she woke up, there was an adopted girl in the family, who was a few years younger than her, brought back from the Seventh Sector. It was said to be the child of her father's close friend, named Charlotte.

This Charlotte was very shrewd, adept at pleasing people. Not only did Amelia's father, Benjamin Johnson, treat her like his own, but even Amelia's two biological brothers treated her like a real sister.

Oh, now even Alexander, who had been engaged to Amelia since childhood, was running away from marriage because of her.

How coincidental that this happened now.

"Amelia..." Bella was deeply worried, looking at her daughter with heartache, but for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Amelia turned to comfort Bella, "Mom, it's okay, the wedding will go on as planned."

"As planned?"

"Yes, you go socialize in the banquet hall for me, I'll be out for a moment."

Bella took a few steps after her, "Amelia, where are you going?"

As the door closed, a sentence drifted in.

"The groom is gone, I'm going to find a new one."

Bella: "..."

The reason for choosing to marry Alexander actually had its reasons.

Amelia had slept for so long, and upon waking up, her mind was filled with memories from ancient Earth, causing her to experience a bit of a time difference.

Furthermore, her body had just recovered, and she was still feeling a bit weak.

Over the past two years, she had mostly stayed at home, rarely venturing out, and only occasionally going online.

After waking up, she hadn't interacted much with unrelated members of the opposite sex.

Not to mention, Amelia and Alexander had been betrothed by their grandfathers since they were children.

With compatible backgrounds and having grown up together, they even both got accepted into the medical department of Beylincoln University's military academy this year.

Marriage was simply a natural outcome.

In the Federal Empire, there was a strict rule that every woman must have a legal spouse by the age of twenty.

If not, on their twentieth birthday, at midnight, the main system would assign them a husband as a "birthday gift".

The uncertainty of random assignment was too great. Who knew what kind of husband they would end up with?

For Amelia, it was better to marry someone she knew well like Alexander.

But who could have thought that, at this critical moment, Charlotte would resort to such means, luring away Alexander, leaving him unable to marry Amelia!

Amelia sighed. If she had known that Charlotte coveted Alexander and that Alexander also had feelings for Charlotte, they could have just said it.

She wasn't solely fixated on Alexander.

But now, with only a few hours left until midnight, where could she find a suitable man to marry?

Was she just supposed to wait for the main system to assign her one?

Amelia was unwilling to accept it. She lifted her skirt and walked down the long corridor, when suddenly something fluffy flashed in her field of vision.

She, wearing ten-centimeter high heels, took a few steps back.

Then, Amelia saw a pair of dewy eyes!

The young man was extremely handsome, with exquisite facial features and flawless fair skin.

His silver-gray hair was a bit messy, and he had a pair of fuzzy ears of the same color, trembling slightly.

Amelia's heart trembled along with it.

So cute, utterly adorable! She felt like kissing him!

Suddenly feeling an itch on her ankle, she looked down and saw a fluffy, silver-gray, bushy tail delicately sweeping over her foot.

Amelia asked, "Who are you?"

If she had seen such a good-looking Therianthrope before, she would definitely remember!

But having missed five years and spending nearly two years as a shut-in after waking up, Amelia hadn't met many unrelated members of the opposite sex.

The young man lightly pursed his thin lips and said, "I'm Ethan."

Although every aspect of this young man was aligned with her interests, Amelia's immediate priority was to find a man to be her groom.

She needed to tackle the pressing matter at hand first.

Amelia was about to leave, but her calf was caught by the fluffy tail.

She looked up to see the young man's eyes slightly reddened as he asked, "Where are you going?"

Because he was so good-looking and cute, Amelia was particularly patient.

She said, "Sister is in a hurry and needs to find a man to marry. I'll come back to find you later, okay?"

"No, not okay." The young man bit his lip, looking very aggrieved. A layer of moisture covered his dark eyes, while his fluffy tail firmly wrapped around Amelia's ankle. "Don't leave, okay?"

Amelia covered her heart. Her little heart!

Who could bear to leave?

Helpless, she half-jokingly and half-seriously said, "Be good, sister is really in a hurry. I need to find a groom to get married. If you were over twenty, you could help sister out."

Ethan's dewy eyes widened suddenly.