Chapter 269
The night before his wedding, the groom was in the wedding bed with another woman?
And it was being broadcast live to the bride?
While the bride’s family, friends, and bridesmaids were all watching…
“Don’t look! Everyone, close your eyes! Turn off the TV! Yes, turn it off!” Rebecca, furious and frantic, screamed as she lunged for the television and yanked the plug from the wall.
The screen went dark. The room was silent for a long moment as everyone processed what they had just seen.
Finally, someone whispered, “The groom has really gone too far.”
Others murmured in agreement, and soon the room was buzzing with discussion.
“Once a man starts cheating, he’ll do it a second time, and a thousand times after that.”
“A leopard can’t change its spots.”
“But… can the wedding still happen?”
At that question, all eyes turned to Rebecca.
Rebecca was trembling with rage, her face pale, but she didn’t curse the cheating man and the other woman. Instead, she rounded on Penelope.
“You did this on purpose! You deliberately humiliated me to ruin my wedding! Penelope, and to think I still wanted to be your friend. You’re despicable!”
Penelope blinked. “You’re saying I did it on purpose? Did I tie them to the bed?” “You-you’re happy now, aren’t you? Satisfied?”
“I’m actually quite relieved I got rid of that scumbag in time. But I should thank you. You’re the one who showed me his true colors and took him off my hands, saving me from a lifetime of misery.”
“You!”
“Of course, you knew what he was like from the beginning. You weren’t after his character anyway, were you?”
“Penelope!”
“The wedding can still go on as planned, right?”
Rebecca gritted her teeth, her fists clenched so tight her knuckles turned white. In the end, she couldn’t bring herself to say the words: “This wedding is off!”
She swallowed her rage and forced a smile. “Men will be men. As long as he loves me, as long as his heart is with me, and as long as I’m the one he’s legally married to, why should I care about the small stuff?”
The words sounded pragmatic, but they reeked of humiliation. By the time she finished, Rebecca’s eyes were red.
Penelope gave her a round of
applause. “Spoken like a true
mistress who made it to the top. Such tolerance, such grace. Let’s all wish the scumbag and the other woman a long and happy life together, may they be stuck tormenting each other forever!”
The words ‘long and happy life’, usually a beautiful blessing, now sounded like a vicious curse. á´›his chapter is á´œpdated by.net
But since Rebecca was willing to swallow this poison, everyone else had no choice but to applaud along with her.
The louder the applause, the more furiously Rebecca’s anger burned.
“Penelope, the wedding will happen as planned. I won’t give you the satisfaction of seeing it fail!”
Penelope replied with sincerity, “I wish you all the best.”
Rebecca curled her lip into a smile. “We’ll just pretend nothing happened.”
“Sounds good.”
“By the way, I have a bridesmaid dress for you.”
“I’m sure it’s beautiful.”
“Shall we go try it on?”
“Of course.”
The onlookers stared in bewilderment as the two women, who had been at each other’s throats just moments ago, now walked out hand-in-hand to try on dresses.
The night was no longer boring.
Groups of three and five huddled et
together, excitedly gossiping about the bride and groom, too energized. to even think about sleep.
The next morning, the wedding procession arrived on time to pick up the bride.
As a bridesmaid, Penelope was naturally expected to join the others in giving the groom a hard time.
When the bridal party saw Zebulon, the memory of last night’s live broadcast fresh in their minds, they decided to make things difficult for him, whether out of anger or just for the fun of it.
Someone smeared his face with lipstick.
Someone else splashed water on him.
One bridesmaid suggested he profess his love for the bride on the spot.
Another made him sing and dance.
Zebulon played along at first, but his patience quickly wore thin. When he saw Penelope, something inside him snapped, and he shouted loudly.
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