CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 85: SPECIAL WEDDING CEREMONY

Her voice was somewhat loud.

As soon as the words left her mouth, it wasn’t Summer Sutton who spoke, but rather Adrian Walyon, "Enough! The only thing your daughter-in-law has done wrong is having a preview of married life with me. And Madam Walyon, you want to control even that?"

Between Summer Sutton and Diana Wood, he always seemed to stand with Summer Sutton.

Diana Wood had just confidently declared that if Adrian Walyon had to choose between her and Summer Sutton, he would undoubtedly choose her.

Who knew, the next second, he would fail to back her up.

She was his biological mother!

Not a shred of respect for her!

Damn rascal!

Diana Wood was so infuriated by him that she felt a headache coming on.

"Adrian Walyon, what, are you bewitched or something?" she muttered under her breath, gritting her teeth.

The group of servants standing in the hall watched the scene carefully, inhaling quietly.

The young master was unmistakably protective of his wife. It seemed the new Young Madam had to be treated with extra care.

"You two, come with me!" Old Master Walyon slowly stood up, walked ahead with a solemn face, and left the hall.

Summer Sutton didn’t know what he intended to do and hesitated in her steps.

"Your man is still here! What are you afraid of?" Adrian Walyon grabbed her hand, pulling her along to follow.

His words were simple and crude, yet strangely comforting to Summer Sutton.

Yes, he was still here!

To say nothing else, as long as Adrian Walyon was by her side, no one could really mess with her.

Summer Sutton followed him with confidence.

Old Master Walyon led the two to the Walyon Family’s ancestral hall.

A grand family like the Walyons had its own set of rules and regulations.

Looking at the two who walked in, Old Master Walyon said, "Since you’ve married into the Walyon Family, you must adhere to this family’s rules. Our family’s rule is that only after paying respects to the ancestors and entering your name into the family registry do you truly become a member of this family. Kneel!"

He spoke solemnly, and Adrian Walyon, who never gave anyone much consideration, showed no defiance here.

Without saying a word, Adrian Walyon knelt down first.

Glancing at the hesitant Summer Sutton beside him, he pulled her down to kneel as well.

Pressing Summer Sutton’s head down, he and she together bowed to the ancestral tablets.

Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon had only registered their marriage; there was no wedding ceremony.

As Summer Sutton bowed her head, she turned to glance at him beside her.

Seeing his serious face, she inexplicably felt a sudden sense of sanctity in this moment.

This moment, in the eyes of the Walyons, was just as sacred as a wedding.

It was a unique ritual of the Walyon Family. Even if Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon held a conventional wedding later, they would still need to undergo this process to truly complete the ceremony.

Adrian Walyon quietly finished bowing to the tablets and stood up.

Old Master Walyon waited for them to complete the ritual, then turned around and took out a thick book.

The Walyon Family’s registry, recording the name of every family member.

Handing the book to Adrian Walyon, he carefully wrote Summer Sutton’s name into it.

Although usually carefree and unrestrained, his handwriting at this moment was meticulous and neat, each stroke precise and forceful.

Summer Sutton’s page was next to his name, with the introduction: Wife of the eldest grandson Adrian, Walyon Summer Sutton.

Summer Sutton quietly watched as he finished writing, her heart rippled like a lake stirred by a breeze.

A family like the Walyons, in truth, was overly traditional and conservative when it came to marriage matters.

Every step was taken so seriously.

Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon had gotten registered, each had their own motives.