No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 510 Completely Absorbed

This would be Lenora's first tphotographing a couple.

Even though she knew that Sophia and Zephyr's marriage was a sham, she still paid utmost attention, carefully

listening to Sophia's words.

Last night, she had skimmed through sadvice posts in a last-minute attempt to prepare. The suggested

couple's poses were limited, so ultimately, it was up to them to improvise.

Having worked as a makeup artist for quite stime, Sophia had developed her own insights on looking good

on camera. "I've been browsing through photos from various bridal photography studios online. Many of the

poses are not only stiff but also incredibly overused." She showed Lenora sphotos.

It was always the man's arm wrapped around the woman's waist or the woman resting her head on the man's

shoulder, and so on.

"But | think the older generation would appreciate this, right? Let's take a few photos for my parents first, then

we can do whatever we want with the rest."

"Okay."

"| prefer something more natural, with a bit of interaction. Something like this..."

Sophia showed Lenora a few more photos that she was fond of.

In one of the pictures, a boy and a girl were captured trotting hand in hand down a tree-lined path as the sun

was setting. Their vibrant smiles and the warm, intimate atmosphere made it clear that the shot was candid.

When they arrived at the photography studio, Zephyr was already waiting by the door of the makeup room. He

was accompanied by two assistants, each holding a bag; one containing spare clothes and the other filled with

outdoor shooting equipment. Zephyr's hairstyle was meticulously styled, with not a single strand out of place.

He was dressed in a neat, well-fitted black suit, his tall and proportionate figure exuding elegance. He leaned

against the wall with a relaxed demeanor.

Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his head. His gaze momentarily paused on Sophia before he nodded at Lenora.

Lenora also nodded at him as a form of greeting.

Sophia gave Zephyr a few glances before silently approaching him. She reached out and pinched the ends of his

hair, whispering, "It's stiff."

"It's been sprayed with hairspray."

His outfit, at first glance, was clearly meticulously put together.

Sophia raised an eyebrow, suddenly noticing that Zephyr's glasses were without lenses. She saw that he had

switched to a more refined frthat perched alone on the bridge of his nose. She gave him a teasing look.

"Wearing contacts now?" "Yeah."

Zephyr adjusted the glasses and said, "The lenses can reflect light."

Lenora observed the interaction between the two and cleared her throat. "Soph, grab your clothes. Let's head to

the fitting room first."

"Okay."

Sophia took the special bag containing the wedding dress from the assistant and headed to the fitting room with

Lenora. Afterward, she went to the makeup room to touch up her look and style her hair before the photoshoot

began. The first shot was taken against a solid color background.

Lenora started by having them stand together for a few shots. After making sadjustments to the camera

and the fill light, she said, "Okay, Zephyr, move a bit closer to Soph. Place your right hand on her waist. Perfect.

Now, smile and look at the camera..." The photos were undeniably beautiful, but there was a noticeable degree

of stiffness.

"Stand face to face, you two. Zephyr, lean in and kiss Soph's forehead. Keep it natural. Soph, rest your hand on

Zephyr's shoulder and lift your head slightly. Yes..."

Sophia and Zephyr turned around and positioned themselves as Lenora had suggested.

Zephyr's lips gently brushed Sophia's forehead, bringing a sensation of warmth and softness.

They were extremely close, and Sophia could faintly hear his strong, steady heartbeat.

Sophia and her first love, Zephyr, were having their wedding photos taken.

After taking straditional poses, Sophia suggested changing outfits.

The reason was simple. Even the most natural actions, when performed in an elaborate wedding dress, tend to

appear more formal.

After changing her clothes, Sophia switched to a more casual look.

She scrutinized Zephyr for a while. "Take off your coat."

Zephyr obediently removed his suit jacket and handed it to his assistant.

"And your tie. Unbutton your collar and roll up your sleeves."

Zephyr followed each step.

"Stay like this... Hold your hand like this. Yes, keep it steady, and don't move."

Sophia guided Zephyr into position before stepping back. She struck a quirky pose and, with a beaming smile,

focused her attention on the camera.

Lenora swiftly captured the moment.

The camera captured a faint smile on Zephyr's face, his eyes reflecting a mix of indulgence and helplessness.

The scene was absolutely harmonious.

It was as if they were no different from any ordinary couple.

"Got it," Lenora said.

After lunch, they ventured out to the outdoor set.

Following a long day of shooting that lasted until evening, the tshared a meal together. Zephyr then sent

them home.

Once they were back home, Lenora transferred the photos to her laptop. She then sat next to Sophia on the

couch, and they started browsing through the photos together.

As Sophia browsed through the

photos, she laughed and said, "Nora,

how are you so good at taking pictures? They all look so nice, but you only letchoose thirty? How am |

supposed to decide?"

"They all look beautiful and harmonious, aren't they?"

"Yeah." Sophia nodded.

"They are your wedding photos with Zephyr."

Sophia turned her head to look at Lenora. "Hmm?"

"Soph, what was your true intention behind the contract marriage and the wedding photos? It's to appease your

parents, making them think that you and Zephyr are genuinely together, isn't it?" After giving it sserious

thought, Sophia responded, "Right."

She had forgotten her original intention for the wedding photos. Instead, she was genuinely choosing them as if

they were her actual wedding pictures with Zephyr, completely absorbed in the moment. They hadn't even held

their wedding yet, and she was already this invested. One could only imagine that shortly after their wedding,

she would be completely swept off her feet by Zephyr.

He was incredibly cunning, always managing to lead her astray without her even realizing it.

Feeling a weight on her heart, Sophia made a resolution. "I get it now. I'll try to avoid seeing Zephyr as much as

possible before the wedding."

"I didn't mean it that way. | just hope that if you do reconcile with Zephyr, it will be because of careful

consideration, not due to the confusion you feel right now."

"I understand."

After leaving the police station, Jasmine settled herself in the back seat of the car.

A few minutes later, her assistant hurried over, opened the passenger door, and got into the car. "Mrs. Hoffman,

I've found out that the girl brought in by the police is Matthew's niece. She holds grudges against Ms. Wilkin and

Ms. Tortell. She orchestrated Ms. Tortell's

kidnapping but was caught in the

act."

After the assistant finished speaking, Jasmine remained silent for a long moment. When he looked up at her, he

saw her eyes cast down, her expression blank with astonishment.

The assistant, aware of her relationship with Lenora, assumed she was worried about her. So, he reassured her,

"Don't worry, Mrs. Hoffman. Ms. Wilkin is fine."

Lifting her gaze, Jasmine asked, "Did you just say that the girl is Matthew's niece?"

The assistant hesitated before nodding, puzzled as to why she was inquiring about someone else.

"Is she his biological niece?" Jasmine questioned.

The Xenos family was wealthy and influential. Besides having a younger sister, Matthew also had several

cousins, sof whom lived domestically, while others resided abroad.

"I'm not entirely sure," the assistant replied. "But | did overhear someone mention that the girl is of mixed race.

Her nis Isla Wilson."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but

critique inwardly. It seems that Ms.

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Wilson resembles her mother more Outwardly, she doesn't look mixed at all and completely looks like someone

of Clusian descent

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