บททั้งหมดของ They Humiliated My Parents, So I Tore the Whole Wedding Down: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

I supported my mother as we slowly made our way toward the door.Her injured foot slowed us down. Enzo caught up with us in just a few strides, frowning."Half the people in that ballroom are people my family wants to win over. Don't make a scene now."Chiara looked my mother up and down. She scoffed, "If you don't want to leave, just say so. There's no need for this. Look, you're blocking the door."Outside, a long line of confused guests stretched down the hall.My mother went pale and instinctively stepped aside.The sudden movement sent a jolt of pain through her injured foot, and she doubled over."Mom!"My eyes burned as I rushed over and caught her.While I was distracted, Chiara turned to my father.She stuffed a dollar into his hand with a mocking smile."I remember you're worth ninety-nine cents, right? Keep the change as a tip and buy yourself something new. Well? Was that apology sincere enough for you?"Someone among the guests snickered.The laughter quickly spread throug

At the entrance to the ballroom, I stopped dead.The cream-and-gold decor was gone, replaced by blue.The cake my mother had carefully decorated was gone too, replaced by a towering champagne display.The old songs I loved had been swapped for pop hits, while the photo wall filled with pictures of Enzo and me was now a guestbook board.I had waited three years for this wedding and spent three months planning every detail. Now I barely recognized the place. I could hardly breathe.Enzo said casually, "Chiara liked it, so I let her change it. Honestly, her taste is better than yours."I kept my voice as steady as I could and asked, "Enzo, do you remember whose wedding this is?"Enzo looked at me as if the answer were obvious."Of course. But your design was too unique. A wedding is for everyone, not just you. Chiara knows how to please a crowd better than you. What's the problem?"His complete lack of guilt killed any desire I had to argue."Fine. I understand."My lack of reaction seeme

"And the groom, will you... What?"The priest's expression changed as soon as my answer registered.Enzo’s expression instantly darkened.His grip tightened around my hand, a strained smile appearing on his face."Forgive us. My bride is nervous. She misspoke. Nora, what did you just say? Say it again."At the doors, the guards quietly closed ranks, blocking every exit.Their hands slipped beneath their suit jackets, ready to draw their guns.Enzo squeezed harder.My wrist felt like it might snap.When I still said nothing, Enzo lowered his voice.He spoke through clenched teeth, "Say those words again, and this will no longer be a wedding. Don't forget your parents are still here."My mother's pale face flashed through my mind, followed by my father's helpless, cautious gaze.Enzo had spent all day telling me my parents didn't matter.Now he was threatening me with them.Suddenly, Enzo and his Family seemed pathetic.I'd let their ridiculous rules control me for three years. Now I fin

Is he threatening to kill himself? Or is he planning to take me down with him?Either way, I don't understand what he's trying to accomplish.Does Enzo really think I still love him enough to stop just because he's threatening his own life?I didn't even slow down. I climbed into the stretch Lincoln outside.As the window rolled up, chaos broke out inside the building.Marco's furious voice rang out: "Enzo! You're really willing to go this far for a woman?"The window closed, cutting off the noise.It was over.I closed my eyes and rested for a while.At my request, the convoy went straight to the hospital where they'd taken my mother.Her condition had stabilized, though she still needed to stay under observation.My father grabbed my hand, overwhelmed."Nora, we owe it to Mr. Borrelli. Otherwise, your mother... she might have..."I can't believe Enzo could be so cruel. If you'd married him, who knows what kind of hell you would've lived through?"My mother wiped away a tear and patte

Enzo had lost his mind. Lately, he had been looking for me everywhere.He bombarded me with calls and texts, often from numbers I didn't recognize.I changed my number three times, and somehow, he found the new one within hours every time.He tried everything to get me to pick up.He even stationed men across the street from my parents' home. They never approached, but they never left.I ignored him at first.Eventually, I realized there was no reason to keep avoiding him.I had truly moved on.The moment I finally answered, Enzo's frantic voice came through the phone: "Nora, listen to me! I know everything now. Chiara went behind my back. She lied to me! I had no idea what that bitch had put you through all those years."I listened quietly.For three years, those were the words I'd desperately wanted to hear.Now, they meant nothing to me."And?"Enzo fell silent."I made Chiara pay for everything she did to you. A thousand times over. Nora, come back. Whatever the Borrelli family off