Chapter 732: Groom, Bride, Vows (First update!)

Yesterday.

Trinity Church!

Trinity Church, built in 1839, has a history of more than a hundred years. Two bell towers rise from the ground, and the trident-like curves and exquisite patterns on the tower body make the whole building shine.

Trinity Church, with its main tower reaching ninety-seven meters, is the tallest church building on the entire Manhattan Island, as if it can look at God.

From the night, Trinity Church began to be fully under martial law.

When the sky was not yet bright, unknown people wearing black suits and black sunglasses with serious expressions stood at various traffic passages of Trinity Church one after another.

New York police officers who didn't know what happened went up and were also stopped.

If you ask, it's federal secrets.

If you ask again, you have no right to know.

However...

People holding wedding invitations can pass unimpeded.

Peter and Felicia.

Thor and Jane.

Tony and Pepper.

Mary and her boyfriend she was dating in Los Angeles.

The Chloe family.

The Stacy family.

As the melodious bell of Trinity Church, bathed in the morning light, rang, guests rushing from all directions in New York City passed through the martial law section, parked their vehicles in the parking lot, and walked toward Trinity Church talking and laughing.

Inside the church at this moment, the air was filled with the mixed fragrance of beeswax and lilies, the long benches were wiped spotless, and a brand-new red carpet was laid from the door to the altar.

Beside the choir seats, the young musician who got a ten-thousand-dollar tip arrived at dawn and was gently adjusting the organ's stops.

Low notes echoed slowly under the empty dome like a warm current.

However...

Unlike the guests entering one after another.

The groomsmen and bridesmaids were at the church door.

Groomsmen go to the right.

Bridesmaids go to the left.

After all, the groomsmen need to change their clothes, and likewise, the bridesmaids also need to rush to the bride's side, helping the bride dress up while also needing to change into bridesmaid dresses.

In a room on the left side of the church at this moment.

Gwen, who was to be the bride today, was sitting in front of the dressing table, like a work of art about to be completed.

Helen looked at her daughter, who was dressed in white, with a proud smile, and carefully pinned an ancient hair clip inlaid with pearls onto Gwen's already coiled hair bun.

"This is your great-grandmother's, something old!" Helen's proud expression carried a trace of reluctant trembling in her voice.

To match the best man, Jane Foster, who was also her maid of honor, handed over a pair of brand-new silk wedding shoes: "Something new, wishing your new life to shine at every step."

Immediately after, Gwen took out an exquisite sapphire bracelet from the jewelry box and gently put it on her wrist: "A bracelet borrowed from Aunt Bob."

Gwen looked at the sapphire bracelet shining on her snow-white wrist and smiled.

Just then.

Mary, who rushed back from Los Angeles to attend Gwen's wedding, took out a small silver sixpence coin like a magic trick, then stuffed it into Gwen's wedding shoe, and then looked up at Gwen who was looking over: "Although it's not popular now, good luck is never too much, is it?"

As everyone knows.

The London sixpence coin, in legend, has the name of a lucky charm in the shoe.

Gwen said thank you to her best friend, and then with the help of Jane Foster and Mary, stood up from the seat.

Helen took the white wedding dress from the side.

When the wedding dress was carefully lifted by Helen and, with the help of the bridesmaids, passed over Gwen's head and fell slowly, the room became quiet.

This was a classic satin A-line wedding dress, with simple lines outlining Hawk's elegant neck and slender waist, and a long train like blooming petals.

Gwen didn't wear too much makeup; the elegant and natural makeup made her look both holy and radiant.

There were also no excessive accessories, only two small pearls on her earlobes and that blue bracelet, because she knew that today, her most beautiful accessory would be her smile.

Gwen, wearing a white wedding dress, looked at herself in the mirror in front of her.

From this moment on, what was reflected in the mirror was no longer the girl Gwen Stacy, but a beautiful and determined woman, Gwen Phoenix, about to enter a new stage of life.

Just then.

The door was knocked.

"Please come in!"

Gwen came back to her senses, looked at the knocked door, said, and then looked at her father, George Stacy, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, pushing the door from outside.

George Stacy looked at his daughter in a white wedding dress, a trace of daze flashed in his expression, and then he took a deep breath.

"Are you ready, my daughter."

"Yes, I'm ready, Dad."

Gwen smiled brightly.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the guests were already seated in the church.

The men wore stiff dark formal wear, while the women wore all kinds of exquisite dresses, like a flowing fashion show.

According to tradition, the bride's friends and family sit on the left, and the groom's friends and family sit on the right.

But Hawk had few friends.

So...

Gwen borrowed some friends for Hawk, and soon, the long benches were full of people, guests talked to each other in low voices, and the air was filled with a warm and expectant excitement.

Hawk was already ready on the stage.

Soon.

At eleven-thirty in the morning, the bell for the hour rang, spreading melodiously throughout the church.

Instantly.

All conversation stopped, and the guests sat upright in unison, their eyes fixed on the closed door of the church.

The organ music also changed at the right time, playing that holy and familiar melody.

Wedding March!

The church door opened slowly inward, and bright light poured in.

First to enter were the groomsmen and bridesmaids.

They walked together, the groomsmen wearing dark gray formal wear, and the bridesmaids wearing uniform gray-blue long dresses, holding bouquets made of white tulips and champagne roses.

The groomsmen took their places beside Hawk, and the bridesmaids clustered to the side, leaving the middle position.

Soon.

Flower girl and ring bearer entered.

Four-year-old flower girl Jean, wearing a mini version of a white gauze skirt, carrying a small flower basket, scattered rose petals on the red carpet with a handful of petals, somewhat shyly and somewhat seriously.

Five-year-old ring bearer Cooper Barton wore a small suit, holding a small white pillow seriously, with two imitation rings tied on it.

Following closely was the maid of honor, Jane Foster.

She was alone, walking calmly, representing the bride's closest friend and support.

Just then.

The Wedding March also had a pause. ===== CHAPTER 734 =====