Chapter 10: Chapter 10

At last, while the reporters were still in a daze, Bella walked to Secretary Travis, who was waiting for them victoriously.

Travis was in a car with two bodyguards, parked ahead front of her and waiting.

When he saw Bella Hadid coming, Travis stood coldly in front of the car and said, "Miss Bella, I'll give you a warning here first. President Weeknd doesn't like it when others create trouble for him."

Bella smiled. "Didn't he say in the morning that he would help me solve the problem?"

Hubert narrowed her eyes slightly and opened the car door for her.

"President Weeknd booked the church as quickly as he could." In the car, Travis said next to her, "Now take Miss Bella to get made up, change into a wedding dress, and go to the church to hold a formal wedding."

Bella was stunned and suddenly turned around and shouted, "What, it's so fast? Are we going to marry publicly?"

"Miss Bella, you are thinking too much." Travis said, "Of course, you and President Weeknd are going to have a hidden marriage. Besides, there's not enough time to hold a public wedding."

"..." Bella patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

Half an hour later, she was taken to a high class wedding dress store. The makeup artist rolled up her hair and put on the most beautiful white wedding dress she'd seen in her life.

Sitting in the dreamy wedding dress store, Bella looked at the beautiful bride in the mirror, who was only 19 years old, and posed before an imaginary circle of friends.

my short youth, I'm going to get married~

The snow-white church stood on the lawn outside the city.

There were a lot of people outside the church, including some outstanding people from some rich and powerful families from City , and some well known stars. These people were weeknd's friends and had come early to attend his wedding.

Bella got out of the car, all these people's eyes were fixed on the bride in the white wedding dress. Ragib, weeknd's best friend, took the lead and smiled. "It's Miss Bella. Weeknd's decisions are always beyond everyone's expectations."

Bella was so nervous that she could not move.

She asked in a low voice, "... Didn't you say that it was a hidden marriage? For what reason are there so many people?"

"They're some of Weeknd's friends." Travis said, "Since it's an official wedding, there has to be some witnesses. The Weeknd family's people will come to witness it. Miss Bella, please just relax."

It was only then that Bella remembered that Weeknd had said that the reason why he was married was because of the Weeknd family's nagging...

She tried to calm herself down. Under the guidance of Travis, she walked through the crowd of people who were watching the ceremony and strode into the church.

Although the church of this wedding was not the largest, it was the most sacred and solemn one, which was imitated St. Paul's Cathedral's European style. Three low hanging chandeliers hung in the church, turning the whole church a luxurious golden color.

The top of the classical circular roof of the middle hall was painted with the religious murals of angels, clouds, and Holy Sons. The whole church showed a romantic and sacred color.

At the end of the church, the handsome and noble man in a white dress stood in front of the cross with his hands clasped behind his back.

The golden sunset came in through the window and shone on him. He was handsome and slender, like a god's mansion!

"President Weeknd." Travis came up behind him with her. "Miss Bella is here."

Weeknd did not look back. He said to the two lawyers next to him, "Give her the contracts."

Two lawyers in black suits walked up to Bella and took out two marriage contracts. "Miss Hadid, these are the agreement and registration documents. Please sign and put your fingerprints on them."

After hearing the lawyer's words, Bella came to her senses and realised that she was really going to get married to a man who had been with her for a night and had known her for only three days.

She glanced at Weeknd in front of her, and then turned her eyes to the agreement agreement handed to her by the lawyer.

On the paper, Weeknd had already signed his name.

...okay."

Bella Hadid shook hands, took the contract and signed her name on the agreement.

Weeknd said to the lawyer, "Send it to the Civil Affairs Bureau for registration, and send the marriage certificate to the  Family."

"Yes, President Weeknd"

The two lawyer immediately left the church with the agreement agreement.

Weeknd said to her, "Come up."

"Oh."

Bella walked up with him obediently.

She wanted a nineteen-year-old girl to face the wedding. She said that she really didn't know what to do.

Weeknd's body was completely white, and even his leather shoes and tie was the most clean snow-white noble. Only his chest was marked with purple lavender. Like him, Bella was also dressed in a white wedding dress. This was the wedding dress that Weeknd had specially ordered, which was the most expensive one available. She also wore lavender on her chest.

The flower language of lavender: Waiting for love, protect love.

Weeknd raised his face slightly and looked at the sacred cross in front of him. "Did you go to Shallow Bay to look for Zayn Ali?"

Bella straightened her back. "Yes, so what?"

"Without my permission, you can't go to him alone." Weeknd glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "I'll make this clear to you first. You can't deal with him by yourself. The Hadid Family can't even do anything to the Ali family, let alone you."

"..." Bella clenched her fists.

"The Public Security Bureau said that you deliberately hurt him and poured hot water on him?"

"I was wrong."

Weeknd just glanced at her in surprise.

"I should have taken the sulfuric acid with me to ruin his face." Bella smiled. "Anyway, he is shameless."

Thinking of what Zayn Ali had said to her at Shallow Bay today, she felt both hatred and pain in her heart.

Weeknd drew back his gaze from her slightly powdered face and said indifferently, "Forget it, I don't need any advice from someone your age. Anyway, you have to report to me what you are going to do in the future."

"Why?" Bella was afraid that he would restrict her freedom. "We will get married in a mutually beneficial way, won't we? Why should I listen to you?"

"Because I'm going to be your legal husband."

Bella's lips moved.

Weeknd said again, "I repeat: the marriage agreement I told you about this morning Bella bit her pink and tender lips. "We'll have our own meals after marriage. I can get a salary every month, and you'll help me solve the trouble that Zayn and the Hadid Family have created for me. You'll help me if I need help... But I must give birth to a child for you after marriage, so... we have to share a room every month."

"Isn't he gay? Wouldn't it be better to have an artificial pregnancy? Why should we share the same bed..." Bella wondered in her mind.

"It's good that you understand. Weeknd said solemnly, "Add a rule here. After marriage, you can't reveal our relationship to the outside world and the people around you. It's a hidden marriage. Understand?"

She did not care at all and turned back. "Okay, I've got it."

She still didn't want to tell me. She didn't want people to know she was getting married at the age of nineteen and have the news spread around. "Put down the veil if you understand." Weeknd frowned. "It's time for the wedding."

Bella froze for a moment and said, "The veil? Oh!"

When she realized what was going on, she immediately lifted her hand to cover her face with the white veil.