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My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank

My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank

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Tragic Love

Mafia

Bias

Regret

Winning Back the Wife

Seven years into our engagement, Riccardo Mazzoni turns our wedding into a mock divorce ceremony as some kind of sick joke. Instead of screaming or throwing a fit, I simply stand there, calm and silent. And just like that, I'm completely done with him. His men all around us erupt in laughter. "Elena Leone, the Don is just messing with you. You're not actually mad, are you?" I don't say a word. The laughter dies down, and the church becomes dead silent. Riccardo drops his smirk, walks up to me, and gently strokes my cheek. "What's wrong, Elena? Are you really mad?" As I look up to meet his gaze, I suddenly remember the conversation I overheard between him and his men last night. "Don Mazzoni, are you really going through with this? Aren't you afraid Elena will leave you if you make a fool out of her?" Riccardo lets out a scoff. "I promised Sofia Coppola I'd prank Elena at our wedding. Once the prank is over, I'll make it up to Elena with the most extravagant wedding imaginable. "She's been with me for seven years. We love each other too much for her to leave me." Right now, I just stare at him. I then tear off my veil. "A divorce ceremony, huh? Then by all means, continue."

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Continue?"

The cynical smirk on Riccardo Mazzoni's face froze, his eyes turning ice-cold. "Elena Leone, are you sure about this?"

I looked away, my gaze drifting past his broad shoulders to that glaring "Happy Divorce" banner hanging above the church.

We had been together for seven whole years. I'd imagined walking down the aisle and marrying him countless times.

For this day, I had spent six months designing and custom-making my wedding dress.

Last night, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at all. I just leaned against the headboard, practicing my vows over and over again. But I never thought, not even for a second, that I'd be walking straight into a trap designed to humiliate me.

Just moments ago, when the confetti gun went off, what came spraying out wasn't rose petals, but incredibly sticky black paint.

The paint ruined my pristine veil, and it messed up the makeup I'd spent three hours perfecting.

With a sudden wave of nausea hitting me at the moment, I didn't even feel like saying another word to him.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Let's just get this little show you people planned over with."

A look of panic crossed Riccardo's eyes briefly, so quick that most people would have missed it.

He stared at me intensely with his lips pressed into a thin line, unable to say a single word.

I simply looked at him calmly. After a long pause, he suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Fine. Let's keep going then."

The people watching exchanged looks. The previously rowdy church fell into an awkward, dead silence. "Did the Don take it too far this time? Why's Elena so pissed?"

"Oh, please. Her family is already down and out. Who is she kidding with that holier-than-thou attitude? If Riccardo didn't love her enough to take her in, she'd already be dead in a ditch somewhere, shot by someone from a rival family."

"Exactly. She loves Don Mazzoni so much that there's no way she'd actually leave. She's just putting on an act."

I shot a cold glare at the gossiping woman.

Her face immediately went pale, and she awkwardly lowered her head.

Just then, Sofia Coppola stepped forward in her haute couture white dress. "Elena, don't blame Riccardo. This was my idea. I'm really sorry—"

"You don't need to apologize to her!" Riccardo cut her off.

He grabbed Sofia and pulled her behind him, putting himself squarely between her and me.

I watched them coldly.

Riccardo looked down at me with a condescending glare, his tone icy. "What are you waiting for? Continue with the vows."

The priest reluctantly stepped up to the altar. "Ms. Elena Leone, do you willingly choose to dissolve your marriage to Don Mazzoni, and do you promise that you won't regret it, whether he goes on to rule the world in the future or falls into complete ruin?"

My heart clenched the moment I heard that absurd question.

Riccardo was staring holes into me. His face was stiff with tension, his nervousness barely concealed.

"I do," I said softly.

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10 Chapters
Chapter 1
"Continue?"The cynical smirk on Riccardo Mazzoni's face froze, his eyes turning ice-cold. "Elena Leone, are you sure about this?"I looked away, my gaze drifting past his broad shoulders to that glaring "Happy Divorce" banner hanging above the church.We had been together for seven whole years. I'd imagined walking down the aisle and marrying him countless times.For this day, I had spent six months designing and custom-making my wedding dress.Last night, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at all. I just leaned against the headboard, practicing my vows over and over again. But I never thought, not even for a second, that I'd be walking straight into a trap designed to humiliate me.Just moments ago, when the confetti gun went off, what came spraying out wasn't rose petals, but incredibly sticky black paint.The paint ruined my pristine veil, and it messed up the makeup I'd spent three hours perfecting.With a sudden wave of nausea hitting me at the moment, I didn't even f
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Chapter 2
No sooner had the words left my mouth than a loud bang echoed through the church.Riccardo had hurled the microphone in his hand onto the marble floor. "Elena, don't push it!"His eyes were red as he growled at me, his voice trembling ever so slightly.I gave a self-deprecating smile. At this point, all I felt was overwhelming exhaustion."What's wrong? Didn't you specially prepare this little show for Sofia? I'm just going along with it, so why am I yelled at for it?"Riccardo was rendered speechless. He kept his eyes locked on me before suddenly kicking the nearby bouquet of imported white roses off its stand."Let's go," he spat coldly, grabbing Sofia and storming out of the church without so much as a backward glance.It became so quiet in the massive church that one could hear a pin drop. Then, the sound system started blaring a sad breakup song at the worst possible time.Riccardo's right-hand man hurriedly cut the power before giving me an awkward, apologetic smile. "Uh…
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Chapter 3
When I finally dragged myself back to the manor in my soaked wedding dress, I noticed that the living room was brightly lit.Riccardo and Sofia were sitting side by side on the couch, looking awfully close.The second I walked in, Riccardo tensed up, instinctively shifting to shield Sofia behind him. "Since the rain's really coming down tonight, Sofia will be staying here. You wouldn't have a problem with that, would you?"He stared at me warily, probably because the old me, who was a pampered heiress, would have slapped her across the face by now.But this time, I just calmly slipped off my soaked heels."There are plenty of guest rooms. She can stay here for the rest of her life for all I care."Riccardo's grip on Sofia abruptly tightened, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.Sofia let out a soft whimper from the pain, but Riccardo didn't spare her a glance. His eyes stayed fixed on me.Before he could say anything else, I walked right past them, heading straight to
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Chapter 4
When I came to, the first thing I saw was the ceiling of the Mazzoni family's hospital.Riccardo was sitting beside my hospital bed, gripping my hand tightly. He looked like an absolute wreck."Why am I here?" I asked, my voice scratchy.He flinched like he'd been electrocuted, snapping his head up. His usually cold, dark eyes were bloodshot. "The baby is gone, Elena."His voice was hoarse as he spoke with restrained anger. "Elena, you didn't even know you were two months pregnant?"I froze upon hearing that. The door opened, and the doctor walked in with my chart."Doctor, what could've caused the miscarriage?"I took a deep breath, trying my best to stay calm.The doctor sighed. "Your uterine lining had already been thin to begin with. And with you being out in that heavy rain for so long last night, plus that high fever that wouldn't break, there was no way the baby could have made it."Riccardo shot up from his chair, his tall frame swaying unsteadily. "Thin uterine lining
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Chapter 5
I was discharged from the hospital that very night. Riccardo personally drove me back to the manor.He sat right beside me, thoughtfully handing me a cup of warm water, his dark eyes full of tenderness.Sofia was sitting on the couch across from us, leisurely peeling an apple.This whole situation was so absurd I wanted to sneer.Right then, Riccardo's phone buzzed. He got up and walked toward the balcony to take the call.As the glass door slid shut behind him, Sofia finally dropped her fake, sweet act.She met my cold stare dead-on and asked in a provocative tone, "How do you still have the nerve to stick around?"I merely looked at her coldly without responding.She let out a scoff, the contempt in her eyes becoming even more evident. "Honestly, I've never met anyone more pathetic than you in my entire life. You know damn well he only loves me."And that stunt at the wedding was merely something I threw out as a joke."I slowly raised my eyes to look at her. "So what? No m
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Chapter 6
The guests trailing behind Riccardo all gasped.The lavish custom-made wedding dress in the middle of the room had been slashed to shreds, with black paint splattered all over it.The veins in Riccardo's temples bulged as he let out a roar, "Who did this?"There were only 20 minutes left before the ceremony, and this dress was in the style I had specifically wanted.How was he supposed to explain this to me when I got here? The butler explained in a trembling voice, "Don Mazzoni, it was already in this state when we came in earlier. Could someone from a rival family have tampered with it while it was being transported?"Riccardo closed his eyes, fighting to suppress the rising panic in his chest. "Get another dress from the best bridal shop in the city. I want a replacement here in ten minutes!"The butler went deathly pale as he scrambled out of the room on his hands and knees.Riccardo's right-hand man stepped forward quietly and murmured, "Don Mazzoni, the Donna isn't here ye
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Chapter 7
The wedding of the century, which was supposed to make headlines across the city, ended with the bride never showing up and the groom storming off.The scandal spread like wildfire, and before long, the Mazzoni family had become the laughingstock of the entire city.Riccardo tore through the streets in his car. "Elena, what exactly are you trying to do?"He stared straight ahead, his hands trembling slightly on the wheel.He couldn't wrap his head around all of this. Why would the woman who used to look at him like he hung the moon deal such a devastating blow to him?He should have known the second he saw that wedding dress slashed to pieces and drenched in paint. No one but Elena would have dared do something like that.But why? Was it because of that fake marriage certificate?He didn't even want to do it. He had only gone through with it to pacify Rosa and secure power within the family.Why wouldn't she even give him a chance to explain himself? The sports car screeched to
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Chapter 8
After a long, exhausting trip, I finally set foot on Sarolian soil."Elena."An elderly voice rang out.I turned around, my eyes instantly welling up with tears. "Grandpa."The former Sarolian Don, a man who once ruled with an iron fist, had tears in his eyes. "You're home, and that's all that matters, my sweet girl."Sitting in the back of the limousine, I watched the rolling mountains and old estates blur past the window.Years ago, after my mother died giving birth to me, my Padre sent me to Rahora to keep me safe.The only condition he put on the ten-billion-dollar trust fund he left behind was that I had to return to Saroly.He was afraid things might not go well for me in Rahora, so he made sure I always had a backup plan."You're not leaving this time, are you?" Grandpa asked, his eyes full of tenderness.I leaned my head on his shoulder. "I'm not leaving again, Grandpa. This is my home."He let out a hearty laugh. "Good. We don't need Rahora's mess anyway. From now o
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Chapter 9
Riccardo looked a lot thinner than he did five years ago. His once-handsome face was drawn tight, and his eyes were lifeless.The moment he saw me, he was so shocked that his pupils contracted sharply and his body trembled slightly. "Elena…"Before I could even react, he came rushing toward me like a madman.As he held me tightly against his chest, his scalding tears instantly soaked through the shoulder of my dress. "It's been five years. Do you have any idea what these five years have been like for me?"Why did you leave without a word? Why did you leave me all alone in that hell?"He was holding me so tight I could barely breathe."Let go," I spat coldly.But he only held on tighter. "No! Elena, I know I messed up. I sent Sofia away. There's nothing between us. That marriage certificate we had back then was fake. But only because my mother forced me to—""I said, let me go, Mr. Mazzoni."I took a deep breath before shoving him off me. "If you're here to look at the art, the
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Chapter 10
Sofia was left seeing stars as she lay sprawled on the floor, looking utterly disheveled."Ugh! How dare you hit me? I'm going to kill you, Elena! I swear I'll kill you!"I walked over with a blank expression, slowly crouched down, and clamped a hand tightly around her throat.My nails dug so deep into her skin they almost drew blood. "You want me dead, eh? We'll see if you even make it out of this winery alive today."Sofia's eyes went wide with terror as she frantically hit my arm.The arrogance in her eyes was finally replaced by pure fear. "Let go… Riccardo, help me…"She choked out her pathetic, raspy pleas. But Riccardo just stood there silently, not lifting a single finger to help her.I let out a cold laugh, released her, and shoved her hard onto the floor. "If you ever act crazy in front of me again, I'll make sure you don't live to see another day."Lying on the floor, Sofia coughed violently, her face a snotty, tear-streaked mess.I stood up and turned to look at Ri
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