The Paper Wife’s Empire novel Chapter 328

“I can’t promise you a lifetime of seasons here,” Ethan said, his eyes reflecting her awestruck expression, his voice filled with confidence, “but I can give you a wedding so romantic it will be remembered for centuries.”

He had already made all the arrangements before telling her. While recovering at home, he had been in constant negotiation with the palace authorities, making a multi-billion-dollar donation as a gesture of his sincerity. To secure the permit for the wedding, he had gone even further, pledging two percent of the Jordon Group’s annual profits to establish the Emperor Palace Heritage Fund, dedicated to the restoration and preservation of its priceless artifacts.

His commitment to preserving the nation’s cultural legacy had impressed the relevant authorities. The National Culture Association had agreed to name him and Ramona as cultural ambassadors and to film a cinematic love story for them on the palace grounds, spanning from ancient times to the present day. On their wedding day, several of the nation’s most treasured artifacts would be displayed, an unprecedented honor.

The event would be broadcast live worldwide, a magnificent showcase of ancient civilization. It would be more than just Ethan’s ultimate romantic gesture for Ramona; it would be an invitation from a great nation for the world to witness a thousand years of elegance and romance.

“Are you… are you serious? We’re getting married at the Emperor Palace?” Ramona was so excited she could barely form a coherent sentence.

When Ethan had promised her a grand wedding, she hadn’t taken him literally. Just being with him was enough to make her happy; she didn’t need such an extravagant ceremony.

“I’m serious. It’s all been arranged. I brought you here today to meet with the palace director. Tomorrow, a team will be here to shoot some photos for our wedding album.”

His own joy was evident in every detail he had planned for her.

He took her hand and placed it over his heart. “And if that’s not enough, we can take more photos when we get back. Whatever you want, as many as you want.”

Ramona was speechless, her eyes welling up with tears. She had been through so much in her life, from being bullied to being celebrated, but she had never met anyone like Ethan. He treated every promise he made as a solemn vow, every act of love as if it were the very thing that sustained him.

A child who falls and isn’t helped up might not cry, but a child who knows they will be comforted will let the tears flow freely. She had grown up without parents, without anyone to dote on her. Even when Jotham had betrayed her, as much as it hurt, she had never felt truly wronged. But Ethan’s overwhelming kindness brought all her buried sorrows to the surface. She just wanted to cry.

“Why are you crying? Are you unhappy that I didn’t tell you sooner?”

She shook her head, unable to speak. After a moment, seeing the panic in his eyes, she buried her face in his chest. “Ethan, the way you treat me… I feel like I’m in a dream. Everything since I met you has felt like a dream.”

Her voice was muffled and thick with emotion.

Ethan let out a sigh of relief, gently stroking her hair. “Then pinch me. If it hurts, you’ll know you’re not dreaming.”

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