When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1318 Lorraine 6
As the eldest son of the Dubert family, Williams' wedding naturally attracted countless celebrities and nobles. At this moment, the church was filled with many so-called upper-class individuals, including Jacqueline, the second daughter of the Brian family, with whom Williams had a flirtatious relationship; she was also present at the church.

Even now, she is looking at Williams with a mournful expression.

Williams looks really dashing today, in a white and gold royal knight's uniform, knee-high boots, a sword at his waist, and his short white-gold hair styled in a slicked-back style. He looks both heroic and handsome.

But this very man is getting married today, and the bride is not himself, but the daughter of a fallen family, who also has a child in tow.

The thought that such an outstanding man would be with such a domineering and unreasonable woman who had no redeeming qualities other than his looks made Jacqueline's eyes turn red with jealousy.

Why can't it be her? Why does it have to be Lorraine?
Jealousy gnawed at Jacqueline's mind like a million ants, while her gaze towards Williams grew increasingly affectionate. Her expression inevitably caught the attention of others, and for a moment, everyone's gaze became subtly suggestive.

Especially when they thought about the love triangle between Williams, Lorraine, and Jacqueline, everyone's faces showed a meaningful expression.

With a booming sound of cannons, a tall carriage drove down the long street. Surrounded by servants of the Dubot family, the servants wore little smile on their faces, despite it being the joyous occasion of their master's wedding.

It was less of a wedding and more like a funeral.

Louis rode a pony beside Tan You's carriage, his little face tense, clearly aware of the Dubote family's neglect.

No marriage is like this; the Dubot family practically had their dislike for their eldest sister etched on their foreheads.

Louis pursed his lips. Thankfully, his sister didn't really intend to marry Williams. After today, they would be free. Even going to a legendary place like the Land of Exile was better than living as dependents.

The carriage stopped in the square of the Church of Light. The coachman bowed respectfully towards the carriage and said, "Miss Lorraine, we have arrived."

Tan You stepped down from the carriage. She glanced at the coachman, who was over eight feet tall and had a robust build, then looked up at the sky. With a slight smile, Tan You led Louis toward the Church of Light.

Void.

Chris blinked his volleyball-sized eyes: "Do you think she saw us?"

The black-robed monster's bones cracked and popped, the sound like bones grinding together: "No way? Didn't she just awaken? Is she that powerful?"

The dark-skinned elf Alina toyed with her bow and arrow: "She is the lord appointed by the God of the Abyss, she must be extraordinary, right?"

Chris: "It's hard to say, let's keep watching."

Williams was already waiting in the main hall of the Vatican, where several rows of chairs were arranged for the guests attending the ceremony. Tan You led Louise into the Vatican, and countless people turned to look at them.

Tan You didn't care about the jealousy, amazement, or ridicule in those gazes. She walked step by step to the front of the hall and stood opposite Williams.

After stopping, Tan You glanced at Williams. This was the first time she had seen Williams since coming to this world; the memories of the original owner of the body didn't count.

It must be said that Williams is indeed good-looking; no wonder he could be so infatuated with the original owner.

As she sized up Williams, Williams was also looking at Tan You with amazement. Since it was their wedding, the maid had naturally dressed Tan You meticulously; her long hair was styled into a bun, adorned with various jewels, perfectly highlighting her striking features and perfect bone structure. Gone was her usual domineering and arrogant demeanor; today she looked exceptionally gentle and peaceful, as if the domineering fiancée of the past was already a memory.

Williams snapped out of his reverie, his gaze falling on Tan You's attire. Today, Tan You was wearing a pure white dress; unlike the exaggerated and elaborate tulle skirts worn by others, her dress appeared exceptionally light and airy.

Wearing such a dress to such an occasion would be considered inappropriate.

And she wasn't wearing a veil. Williams frowned; wasn't she the one who longed to marry him?
Williams raised his right hand and whispered to a servant, who quickly brought over a snow-white veil. Williams shook the veil, looking at Tan You, hoping she would bow her head and let him put it on her.

Tan You smiled faintly, then glanced at Jacqueline in the audience seats; the latter's eyes held an even more mournful look.

Tan You smiled slightly and took a step back, leaving Williams' hand suspended in mid-air, with only his veil fluttering forlornly.

Williams looked at Tan You in surprise, not understanding why she seemed to have changed her mind on the day she had been dreaming of.
A commotion gradually arose in the main hall as people began to whisper among themselves. Jacqueline's eyes lit up with joy. Could it be that things might still turn around? That would be wonderful!

"What's happening here?"

"The bride wants to call off the wedding?"

"No way? Isn't she obsessed with Williams?"

"She's always been looking forward to getting married, why is she like this now?"

Hearing the hushed whispers in the main hall, Williams' expression changed. He lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to do? Isn't this the marriage you've been hoping for?"

"Behave yourselves and finish today's ceremony."

Tan You raised her eyebrows and met Williams's gaze. Unlike her calm expression, Tan You's eyes were sharp, like two daggers piercing Williams's heart.

William was stunned. He had never seen Lorraine look at him like that before. Her gaze towards him was usually mournful, loving, and obsessive, never sharp like this.

The two locked eyes for only a second before Tan You looked away. She glanced around the entire hall of the Church of Light, and wherever her gaze fell, the chatter immediately quieted down until finally, there was complete silence.

Tan You smiled with satisfaction and spoke for the first time after she entered the main hall: "Before the Houston family perished in the beast tide, the Dubot family had to look up to the Houston family."

"Our engagement was arranged by your grandfather, Old Dubote, who personally came to our door three times to propose to you. Do you acknowledge this?"

Williams was naturally aware of this story, and he nodded: "Yes, our engagement was personally arranged by my grandfather and the late head of the Houston family. At that time, we agreed to get married when you turned eighteen."

Tan You chuckled: "Eighteen years old, so how old am I this year?"

Williams hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Twenty, I was too eager to make a name for myself in the past few years, and I did hold you back. But aren't we getting married? Why are you saying all this now?"

Tan You raised her hand to stop Williams's attempt to shift the blame: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. I did want to marry you before, but now... I don't want to."