Chapter 8

Chad was dragged off by his buddies for a drinking session. Everyone was celebrating the occasion.

"Congratulations, Chad! The video can probably be edited now. All we need to do is wait for the big show tomorrow."

Chad suddenly grabbed the man who spoke by the collar. He asked sinisterly, "What video? What did you do to Sadie?"

Everyone pulled them apart when they saw how agitated Chad was.

"Why are you getting mad about this, Chad? We're doing this to help you."

"We know you can't bear to get this done, so we worked together with Josie to do it. All you need to do is pretend nothing happened."

"You can continue being the good guy. We, your dear friends, will take the blame for it."

Chad had a heavy feeling in his chest. There were red veins in his eyes as he bit his lips until they turned pale.

He suddenly stood up to leave, but his friend's words stopped him in his tracks.

"Are you planning to stop this from happening, Chad? It's too late. All you'll see when you get back is her in bed with another man. If that's really what you want to see, we won't stop you."

Chad's head lowered as he clenched his fists tightly. He did not understand what was wrong with him. Sadie was getting what she deserved. She had brought this onto herself, but why was he feeling so sad about it?

One of his friends came up to him and patted him on the shoulder. "It's too late now, Chad. You'll just have to wait for your wedding tomorrow. Just don't mess up when the time comes."

…

The next day, Sadie finished with her makeup and stared at herself in the mirror.

She had always looked forward to marrying Chad and having a family.

Yes, she was about to get married, but not to Chad.

She changed into her wedding gown, but it was not the one Chad had chosen. Blake had sent the gown to her.

The makeup artist had seen a lot in her line of work, and even she could not help but gush over the luxurious, intricate design of Sadie's wedding gown.

"Your wedding gown is gorgeous, Miss Ellis. Your husband really treats you well."

Sadie nodded stoically.

Nobody was bothered to pick Sadie up, so she went alone to the wedding venue.

Chad was a new member of the upper society’s circle, which was why he had invited many important figures to his wedding.

When the doors to the wedding hall opened, and Sadie walked slowly up the stairs, the guests began whispering amongst themselves.

"Mr. Simmons is such a romantic. If he's willing to marry this kind of woman, it must be true love."

"Tsk! My family would beat me to death if I wanted to marry someone like her. Sadie is great in every way, but she's not the kind of woman you can show off in public."

"Stop it! Chad must really love Sadie. Did you see her wedding gown? I heard it used to belong to the late Queen. A mysterious person bid on it in an auction. I didn't expect it to be Chad."

Their whispers were loud enough for Sadie to hear everything.

She soon arrived at the middle of the stage, but Chad was nowhere to be seen.

The host quickly tried to smooth things over. "Looks like our groom is testing his bride's sincerity. He has organized such a grand wedding for the bride, so it's only fair that she show her sincerity in return.

"Miss Sadie Ellis, are you willing to take Mr. Chad Simmons as your husband, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Sadie was supposed to reply, but she kept silent with a cold look in her eyes.

The host broke out in a cold sweat out of nervousness. He smiled and said, "Well, it looks like our bride has some pride. I believe the groom has already arrived, but he’s hiding somewhere to observe the beautiful bride.

"Let's put our hands together for the groom!"

All the guests were cooperative, but Chad never appeared. Just as everyone was getting impatient, Chad's friends stood up as they had planned.

They looked at each other while smiling nastily. They were about to announce that the wedding had been cancelled and that the groom was not be attending.

However, the doors to the hall slowly opened.