Chapter 8
Kira was surprised and turned to look, the person approaching was not Zaiden Warren, whom she was supposed to marry, but Felicia.
Felicia walked up to Harry in her wedding dress, just as Harry was about to start explaining to her, “I…”
As soon as the words left her mouth, she walked directly past Harry and towards Kira.
Coming in front of Kira, Felicia directly slapped Kira hard.
“Kira, I can’t believe how shameless you are. You like my husband so much, like a clingy dog that can’t be shaken off. You knew that my husband and I were getting married today, so you came to the City Hall to try and steal him, didn’t you?”
The ears were ringing from the beating, and even a trace of blood oozed from the comers of the mouth.
Looking up at Felicia’s resentful face, Kira sneered, “Your husband? Who is your husband?”
“You still pretend not to know; my husband naturally is…”
At this moment, Harry still wanted to continue hiding it from Kira. He quickly interrupted Felicia and said, “Enough, take Kira away now. Making a scene at the Civil Affairs Office is inappropriate!”
Harry once again signaled to his group of friends to quickly take Kira
away.
Receiving Harry’s signal with his eyes, several people tightly grabbed Kira
and were about to take her away.
However, just as a few people were pulling Kira to turn and leave, Kira spoke again: “Harry, you don’t want to marry me at thirty because you want to marry Felicia, right?”
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone except Felicia froze in shock.
Harry never imagined that Kira had already known he was going to marry Felicia.
In an instant, combined with Kira’s abnormal behavior in the past few days. Harry finally realized that Kira knew everything.
A touch of panic crossed his mind.
However, Harry quickly calmed down again, even if Kira knew that Felicia was the person he was going to marry.
Kira liked him for a full twelve years, and this affection was not something she could easily let go of.
Thinking of this, Harry’s thoughts gathered, and he calmly said to Kira, “I will explain this to you later, go back obediently for now.”
Kira suddenly laughed, making Harry’s hair stand on end. “At this point, Harry, you still want to deceive me?”
Harry was about to speak, but to his surprise, Felicia spoke first: “What did Harry lie to you about? You’re just taking advantage of growing up with Harry since childhood, that’s why you’re so confident and cling to Harry, but let me tell you Kira, the person Harry loves the most is me, the person he wants to marry the most is me, so just give up on him!”
“Just a lick dog, no matter how long you lick Harry, he will never like you!”
After speaking, Felicia looked at Harry.
Harry felt Felicia’s gaze and his scalp tingled. But he still nodded in
agreement.
Struggling to suppress the emotions surging in her heart, Kira looked at Harry and calmly asked, “Is this what you truly think deep down?”
Harry listened to Kira’s calm voice. For some reason, he always felt that Kira was very strange.
Harry looked into Kira’s eyes and murmured, “Yes, that’s my true thought.”
Upon hearing him admit it himself, Kira gave a bitter smile.
“Have you finished asking? If you’re done, you can leave, right? Don’t delay me and Felicia from getting our marriage certificate!” Harry’s eyes flashed with a hint of guilt as he hurriedly told Kira to leave.
Kira didn’t know where the sudden strength came from, she pushed away everyone who was holding her and said, “I’m not going, Harry. I’ve made it clear. the person I want to marry is not you!”
“My fiancé and I had agreed that on my thirtieth birthday, he would come to the City Hall to marry me!”
“I’ve seen shameless women before, but never this shameless! Felicia was furious. “You still want to cling to Harry, don’t you?“”
Felicia angrily wanted to step forward and give Kira another slap.
However, at this moment…
There was a burst of commotion in front of the City Hall.
Everyone turned to look.
A line of luxury cars parked outside the City Hall, forming a convoy.
Escorting the Rolls Royce in the middle, the license plate of the Rolls Royce was consecutive numbers, with a flag inserted on it.
At first glance, you could tell that the owner of the car not only had money but also had power.
After a moment, the driver opened the door for the car in the middle, and a handsome and elegant man got out of the car.
Kira knew it was him who came.
The person who wanted to marry her.
