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My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank
My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank
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Chapter 1

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"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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  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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

  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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

  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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

  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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

  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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

  • My Wedding Turned Into a Divorce Prank   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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