Ex Wife Shows Up To Wedding With Gun นิยาย & เรื่องราว

me. The wedding I had been dragged out of, my husband's wedding, was trending mostly because I dared to point a gun at the golden girl of the people, the actress they worshipped. The woman is now married to my husband. Comments flooded the bottom of the screen in an endless stream. People who didn’t know me but hated me anyway were typing cruel words. [She deserves to be taken back to prison for ruining this event!] [How dare she take a gun to the wedding? She's a thug!]

The fact that the police has pretty much given up on fining the culprits has me wanting to shoot up a fucking police station to get their attention. “Thank you for seeing me Marcello…” I thank Marcello. He eyes me. “Of course, when the princess asks to see you, you jump…” he says. “You’re funny. I’m no princess…” I roll my eyes. “What do you want?” He asks. “There was a shooting last week…” I trail off. “You mean the televised shooting at your wedding?” he asks. I roll my eyes. “Yes… Do you know anything?” I ask. “There’s been chatter for weeks. Someone was looking for army trained snipers. Then two days after your wedding an ex-army ranger found dead in his apartment a white pawn chess piec

I gave him five years of everything I had. What I got back was a stolen life, a bad name, and a young son who calls my husband's glamorous girlfriend "Mommy." My cruel family wants to see me cry and break down after this other woman moved in and took my place. But I just turn my back and walk away into the dark. The next time I come back to this city, they won't even recognize the strong person they see. Now, my worthless ex-husband knows he messed up and desperately begs for me to return. But I don't go back to old mistakes. Unless, coming back is the only way to completely ruin him.

In the end, he turned back around and hissed through clenched teeth, “Gia, you should be grateful that you’re pregnant. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be walking out of here alive. “Take her to the hospital. No one is to approach her without my permission!” The staff hauled Gia out. Then, Dominick fired a shot to blow the huge screen apart. He turned to the guests, his voice drained. “It’s all a misunderstanding today. I ask all of you to depart.” That was the end of the absurd spectacle. The guests took off with amused expressions as if they had never attended an event so thrilling. Dominick knew in his heart that the wedding would cost him dearly.

From the outside, the scene must have looked completely surreal. A garden carefully decorated for a wedding. String lights hanging from the trees. Chairs arranged in perfect rows. Flowers everywhere. A romantic altar at the back. The groom lying dead at the altar, his blood pooling. And me, dressed in a wedding gown. The white fabric was filthy with dirt and blood, torn in places. My hair was wild as I kneeled on the ground over another woman. Vivian was beneath me, pinned but still fighting to turn the gun. The gun was pointed upward now. Her fingers were off the trigger, but her hand was still clenched around the grip.

I was just showing her that I didn’t like what was happening to us. "One more kiss!" they shout which made me gasped. I could do nothing but kiss her on her cheek again and face the cameras and smile hard. I hate this day. **** At the reception, they are all busy having a conversation with the guests. Those who attended the wedding were parents, close friends of Verna here in the province. As well as Mommy. She invited Tito and Tita and her friends. Dad was not here. He's already in heaven so Mommy brought Dad's photo.

explained Jette. “Well, you know my bedroom. I still have old clothes there, you have to change your clothes and burn those things you brought from the mansion,” said the old lady. After doing it, “Now, you have to understand that Drew did not get married. Laine, his ex tried to seduce him one night and Drew fell for it. But the next day, Drew left the girl. She tried to get back to Drew but Drew told her that he’s already committed and engaged,” explained the old lady.

"Where's the wife? The divorce won't take effect until she signs it." After thinking for a moment, I pulled up Cara's flight information and explained, "She's taken her new lover on a vacation." The staff member froze for a second, and a trace of sympathy appeared in her eyes. "We have regulations. Even if the spouse can't be present, we still need to confirm their intention to divorce by phone." I nodded and called Cara. After three calls, she finally answered at the very last second. She blared, "Julian, how do you still have the nerve to call me? If you don't delete those comments, apologize to Warren, and stop causing trouble, then forget about claiming your father's body at the funeral

Dominic snapped at Ivan who stayed silent, I looked at Ivan and I could see that he couldn't meet my eyes. “No, I accepted to wed Ivan, he is to be my husband and I love him more than anything, I don't know you, and I ask that you leave,” I intercepted him, I didn't know who he was but I sure as hell wasn't going to let him crash my wedding. “Never, I left you time and time again, but I would never leave you, you may not know me, but I know you would never accept this union, you being forced into this but I promise I am going to make everything right” he answered. And without a word, he pulled out his gun and fired.

"Let's continue." "Please," Nath adds. The priest smiles and resumes. "As I was saying, dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Winter Steele and Nathaniel Cole in holy matrimony." As he speaks, I feel myself starting to calm down. My heart rate slows. My breathing steadies. I look at Nath. He's looking at me. And we both start to smile. Because of course that happened. Of course Mike showed up with a gun at our wedding. Of course Treasure had to be a dramatic action hero. Of course this day couldn't be normal.