Alexis didn't say anything. She gently grabbed Leonel's arm and slowly went closer to him. She was tall. She only needed to go up on her toes to reach his lips. The couple's Lips met through the veil.

The kiss was gentle and soft.

After that light peck, Leonel couldn't stop himself from lifting her veil up. His good-looking thin lips tenderly covered hers, and at the same time, he firmly wrapped his arm around her waist so that she could lean into him. The kiss lasted a long time, after which he whispered to her, “Leonel and Alexis will spend the rest of their lives together."

Stroking his handsome face, Alexis asked in a gruff voice, "You won't leave this time?"

Leonel shook his head. "No. I won't leave. My leg has been broken. How far can I really go?"

He hugged her sweetly.

For him, Alexis was not just his wife, or just the mother of his three kids. She would always be the little girl he remembered from their childhood days, who walked in front of him, her schoolbag bouncing on her back.

They had experienced so much, and the ambiance of the wedding left them touched.

The guests were moved as well.

When Alexis was supposed to toss the bouquet, everyone was waiting with ready hands. However, Alexis didn't throw it. She stepped forward, hugged Olivia, and thrust the bouquet in her hands. Alexis said in a gentle voice, "You and Elva must find someone you Like and get married."

Olivia's throat clogged with emotion and she was unable to say anything for several moments.

Raphael turned to the side to watch her.

Perhaps he recalled something from the past, because his eyes softened a bit. They didn't glint as aggressively as they had that morning.

But Olivia was not interested in even sparing him a glance.

She returned Alexis' hug and whispered, "I will."

Before this morning, Olivia might have experienced bouts of melancholy every now and then. But after last night, she was certain that she and Raphael were over, and nothing remained between them.

From this moment on, he was nothing but a stranger to her.

Olivia was still in discomfort. When she stepped off the stage, Dylan noticed it. He came forward and put an arm around her slim waist.

From Raphael's point of view, it appeared that Dylan had gathered her into his arms.

Raphael's eyes darkened.