Chapter 438 One Could Only Love One Person in a Lifetime

Both pure and desirous...

Lola shyly bit her lip, she just loved this vibe!

She could almost imagine how beautiful and enticing the photos would turn out to be. Perhaps, upon seeing her beauty, Zackary might even find himself irresistibly drawn to her!

The more Lola thought about it, the happier she became. Under the red veil, half-revealed in the morning glow, her face held a hint of unparalleled beauty. Alan quickly pressed the shutter, accurately capturing that moment of shy modesty.

"Zackary, hurry up!"

Upon hearing Alan's urging, Zackary finally lifted his feet. However, as he looked at Lola not far ahead, there was no joy on his face, only a deep sense of distraction.

He thought, lifting the red veil of a person was like loving only one person in a lifetime, but that person was never Lola.

In the blink of an eye, Zackary had already walked up to Lola. He raised his hand and lifted the red veil that was covering her head.

Lola's face indeed couldn't compare to Penelope's, but Zackary, dressed in a groom's red robe, was truly too handsome. Alan couldn't help but want to take a few more pictures.

Especially when thinking about the upcoming pure yet sensual scenes, Alan was even more eager.

Alan was just about to capture the next enticing and beautiful scene when he saw that after Zackary lifted Lola's veil, he did not lean down to kiss her. Moreover, he lifted the veil too casually. The bright red veil left Lola's head and completely covered his own, obscuring his face entirely.

Alan, "..."

The wedding photo must show the faces of the bride and groom, of course. How could he take it with his face completely covered like this!

Alan snapped back to reality and hurriedly urged Zackary, "Zackary, quickly put the veil over your woman's head, bend down, lower your face, lift your head, and kiss her!"

"Just shoot it like this!"

Zackary's voice, firm and beyond any doubt, "What, you, a renowned master of photography, can't even take a set of wedding photos?!"

Alan wanted to curse.

What's the difference between this and a good cook can't cook without rice?!

The groom didn't show his face. Even if his photography skills were excellent, there was no way for him to start shooting!

Alan really wanted to beat up Zackary, but considering the huge disparity in their physical strength, he eventually suppressed his inner rage.

A stiff, forced smile played at the corners of his mouth as he gritted his teeth and spoke, "Zackary, I can't even see your face, how am I supposed to take the shot?!"

"Alan, you can't take photos, but you can edit them, right?! If you can't take good photos, can't you at least use Photoshop?!"

Alan was so angry that his face turned green. How could this person be so annoying?

Could it be that, in the end, he had to use all his might to Photoshop the face under his veil out?!

What he pursued was pure nature!

Was it known to be all-natural?!

"Zackary, this is too much, you..."

"Snap!" Before Alan could finish his words, Zackary had already cut him off, "Don't waste time!"

Alan was instantly infuriated by Zackary's words, turning as puffed up as a blowfish. Who exactly was wasting time here?!

If he hadn't been completely uncooperative, these photos would have been taken a long time ago, okay!

"That set of equipment, you didn't want it anymore, did you?"

Alan still wanted to struggle for his own artistic pursuit, but Zackary's cold voice had already reached his ears.

Alan jolted awake, he had asked Zackary to get him the most advanced photography equipment in the world from Dylan's company.

That set of equipment, which Dylan had no intention of releasing to the market, was therefore extremely hard to come by. Alan, a fervent photography enthusiast, had an almost obsessive fascination with high-end photography equipment. He pestered Zackary for a long time before he agreed to help him get a set from his older brother.

Art is indeed valuable, but the cost of equipment is even higher.

Thinking of the photography equipment that he had been craving for a long time, and his pursuit of art, everything was instantly shot to the clouds by Alan.

Snap!

Whoever provided the equipment was the boss!

Yesterday, he shot however he wanted to!

Isn't it just necessary to go back and Photoshop it?

At worst, he could go back and Photoshop a new head for him. Whatever kind of head he wanted, he would change it to that!

Anything gold was fine!

At that moment, Alan pressed the shutter and took several photos of Zackary and Lola in succession.

Listening to the incessant sound of the shutter, Lola's little face turned red, and her tears were about to fall.

Wedding photos, wedding ceremony...

It was all she had long anticipated, but she never expected that her cherished wedding photos would end in such an awkward manner.

The several sets of wedding photos of Penelope and Everett were exceptionally perfect, but the wedding photos of Zackary and Lola were somewhat unbearable to look at.

The groom was always uncooperative in various ways, you could say he didn't show his face throughout the whole process. The bride's small face had turned the color of a pig's liver, her expression twisted and strange. Alan had already exerted all his strength, but still hadn't managed to take a few decent photos.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if the photos look a bit ugly, as long as that set of equipment didn't run away.

After taking the wedding photos, when Lola went to the fitting room to change clothes, she heard several staff members whispering.

"Everyone said that Mr. Zackary was very in love with Ms. Hilliard, but I think it was just so-so! He didn't even want to take a proper wedding photo with her, how much could he possibly love her?!"

"I also felt that Mr. Zackary didn't love Ms. Hilliard that much. Not only that, I even sensed that he looked down on her. Could he have been forced to marry her?"

"Absolutely, you see, Mr. Zackary didn't want to look at her at all throughout the whole process, he must have really disliked her! She must have used some unspeakable means to force Mr. Zackary to marry her!"

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Zackary didn't love her...

Even these staff members could tell that he didn't love her.

Lola had been holding back her tears all morning, but she could no longer restrain herself. She hugged her own legs, half-squatting on the ground, crying as if the world was ending.

Penelope, don't even think about ruining my happiness! Not even in your death!

After taking the wedding photos, Everett went to the airport.

The Murray family's main business was still overseas. Although he wanted to be with Penelope every day, he couldn't shirk the responsibilities he had to bear.

He usually handled general matters domestically, but if the Murray Group encountered major issues, he still needed to go abroad to deal with them.

Everett went abroad, and Penelope felt quite relieved.

As usual, she returned to her small apartment only after brewing herbal tea in Xavier's courtyard.

She had just opened the door to her small apartment and was about to step in when a dark shadow, like a ghost, rushed in quickly.

Zackary.

Penelope really didn't want to let Zackary in, but his movements were just too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already locked the door of the small apartment and heavily pinned her against the door.

"Mr. Spencer, what on earth were you thinking?!"

Seeing Penelope struggle, Zackary held her tighter, "Penelope, I have something for you."