The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 468

Chapter 468: Mr. And Mrs. Atlas Bennet

As the cheers and whistles erupted in the venue, one person looked far more unsettled than happy—the wedding facilitator. He stood stiffly at the altar, as though he had been invited solely to watch everything unfold right in front of him.

"..." The wedding facilitator fidgeted with his fingers, darting his eyes between Lola and Atlas, who were kissing directly in front of him.

The kiss was sweet, mutual, and very deserved. But still... he was supposed to marry them, not stand here while they married themselves!

"Ahem!" he cleared his throat, flinching when Atlas’s brow arched despite still pressing his lips against Lola.

Lola’s brows lifted, and she reluctantly pulled away. She turned her head, blinking at the wedding facilitator.

"Uh..." She leaned closer to Atlas and whispered, "He is?"

"The wedding facilitator."

Her brows tightened. She glanced between Atlas and the poor man. "Really? He’s been here all this time?"

"Yes," the wedding pastor replied softly, lowering his head as if he might cry from being ignored since the ceremony began.

"We don’t need him now," Atlas turned back to Lola. "Hungry?"

Lola pondered, arms still around his shoulders while his circled her waist. "Maybe—actually, I am."

"Okay—"

"Ahem!" The pastor finally forced himself to intervene before the bride and groom could leave to grab dinner. "Mr. and Mrs. Bennet, I know you are happy that you are married, but I still have to pronounce your wedding."

"Ah." Lola and Atlas nodded in understanding.

"Then do it," Atlas said plainly.

"But—" the pastor almost choked, but pushed through. "I can’t do that yet."

The couple tilted their heads, clearly wanting to finish this wedding and enjoy the night.

The pastor exhaled deeply, forcing a smile. "You have to at least exchange rings."

"Ah." Lola’s mouth formed an O. She completely forgot that part.

Atlas frowned. "Not good," he muttered, facing her again. But the next words weren’t for Lola. "Kids, the rings."

"Okay~!" Chacha and Second skipped toward him, with Second holding a small pillow-topped box. "Here are your rings~!"

"Thank you." Atlas took the box, opened it, and looked at Lola. "Hand."

Lola chuckled softly and extended her hand. She watched lovingly as he placed the ring on her finger. They had already made their promise with a kiss—this was just formality.

"It fits," she said, smiling and raising her hand to admire it.

"Of course it fits," he shrugged. "I made sure it would."

"Daddy kept measuring your finger whenever you were sleeping, Mommy~!" Chacha chirped, exposing her father. "And that’s how he checks your weight too~"

"Pfft—" Lola stifled a laugh as Atlas shot Chacha a brief frown for her big mouth.

Second tugged Lola’s dress. When she and Atlas looked at him, he blinked sweetly.

"Mommy, it’s your turn."

He held out the box meant for Lola to give Atlas. But just as Lola picked it up, she froze and turned to Atlas.

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