The Male Lead isn't Following the Script!

The backyard of the Kendrick Mansion had been transformed into something out of a dream. Twinkling fairy lights hung from the tall oak trees, casting a warm glow over the scene.

Rows of white chairs lined the garden, with fresh roses adorning the aisle. The scent of blooming flowers mixed with the crisp evening air, made the entire space feel magical.

A few important family members from both sides were invited. Adeline did not know but they sent invitations to her maternal grandfather and uncle... She did not know they existed even. Her father barely ever talks about their mother’s side of the family which left her curious.

Aaron also did not know, he too only just found out. Alaric did not seem surprised however, he seemed aware of this. Adeline wanted to ask her father but Aaron stopped her. "There must have been a reason, let’s not bring this up now."

Adeline furrowed her eyebrows but nodded. What did he think of her? She was not going to start a fight, nor had she ever doubted their father for keeping them away from her uncle and grandfather, she just wanted to know the truth.

Anyway, her one and only priority was to just enjoy the wedding.

At the far end of the garden, beneath a floral arch entwined with ivy and soft pink peonies, the groom stood waiting. His posture was straight, but the way his fingers twitched at his sides betrayed his excitement.

Adeline adjusted the basket in her hands, her burgundy dress swaying slightly as she shifted her weight. The soft hum of conversation from the seated guests made her stomach twist with nerves.

Layla, standing beside her, leaned in with a smirk. "Excited?"

"Terrified," Adeline muttered.

Layla chuckled. "Just walk, toss the petals, and try not to trip."