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My breath lodged in my throat. “This is my bride,” he said. His voice carried over stone and steel, hard and unshaken. The word cut deeper than any blade. Bride. The crowd did not cheer. Some bowed out of habit, but most only stared, lips tight, eyes cold. Their silence cut sharper than any insult. Bride. The word tasted like ash in my mouth. I wanted to scream, to deny him before them all, to spit on the ground and remind every soul watching that I was no one’s queen.

The groom was smiling from ear to ear watching his bride walk down the aisle and if three kids and a baby bump were not evidence enough of the couple’s lasting love, the moment Silas took her hand he gave her a long, passionate kiss much to the shock of the guests and long before the I do’s. An often feared businessman because of his cold and stoic demeanor, Silas Prescott was all smiles during the exclusive ceremony hosted at his family’s estate. He danced not only with his bride but also his daughter still recovering from surgery to return her vision lost due to a degenerative condition. She wore sunglasses throughout the ceremony to protect still sensitive eyes but was all smiles as exc

Why a woman is the one who gets the certificate of purity and slut shamed if she is not innocent. Royalty is so cruel, so very partial. Opening the wine's muselet with only his thumb so effortlessly without any hesitation, it made a loud pop up sound in the soundless room of two. The scene felt like master was serving his own drink but when turned around and started walking towards the opposite of the bridal chamber where his bride was standing... he seemed to have other intentions in his mind. "I won't be needing this with you I feel, neither condoms or shit, now that you're my bride with both the title and law, it won't matter!"

, he spoke in a low voice as he untied his tie. The driver nodded to his order, the car was quiet and both the bride and groom didn't speak a word. It was as if her mouth was tightly sewn together, she didn't feel like talking to her new husband. However, irritated that she didn't look his way, Eka pulled his new wife to his embrace roughly. "If you keep up your silent treatment, I'll get mad" Eka snorted at his wife. "I'm thankful for the marriage, but I have the right to remain silent", Rina replies disdainfully toward Eka.

to think that this deal had been born out of her father's desperation to get back his resort at all costs and Xavier's father's manipulative machinations. Xavier presented a cheque for an astronomical amount of money to Isobel and they signed a contract to say that the deal was now closed...all terms and conditions met. Amanda felt disgusted by her mother's unashamedly avaricious response.She stared at the bracelet on her wrist wishing Miguel was here..... wishing he could make her laugh and forget about her problems as always. Did all brides feel this intensed boredom on their wedding day? Oh!She wasn't the real bride here.

A wedding where she wants to disappear in some way. Silence fell, the priest asked a second time, but received no answer from the bride. Everyone looked at each other, no one understood what was going on, when Olwen didn't answer, just lost in her own world. "What is it about?" The whispers, under the seats, began to resound. Everyone wondered why the bride stood dumbfounded, saying nothing to the priest's question. "Olwen Kelly."

The headline made my blood run cold. "Christopher Zane's Secret First Marriage Revealed: Billionaire's Past Hidden from Current Wife." My hands went numb as I took the phone from Claire, scrolling through the article with growing horror. According to the piece, Christopher had been married before, years ago, to a woman named Katherine Morrison. The marriage had lasted less than a year before ending in what was described as a "bitter and costly divorce." There were photos—grainy but unmistakable—of a younger Christopher signing what appeared to be legal documents, a beautiful dark-haired woman beside him.

Even though Damian had been living off-grid for years and wasn’t exactly the Cross family’s golden boy, the moment word got out that Elder Lucian Cross himself would attend, every important name in Meridian City had shown up. Not to offer congratulations—they were there for the drama. “Hey, did you hear? This wedding was supposed to be for Liana Vale—she’s the one who refused!” “No surprise there. A dumb girl for an ugly guy—sounds like a perfect match.” As the crowd buzzed with gossip, the main door slowly swung open. Everyone turned—and the room fell silent. You could’ve heard a pin drop. It was as if any sound might break the spell and scare away the vision that had just entered.

she said again, but her voice broke on the last word. Victoria sighed and reached for her arm, but Bridget pulled back. “He’s coming!” she cried, the sound echoing in the vast hall. The guests fell silent. For a long, painful moment, no one moved. The sound of distant cameras clicking filled the air. Then, as if the world itself had given its answer, one of the groomsmen walked forward, holding a phone. His expression was grave. He leaned close to Victoria and whispered something. Victoria froze. Her hand fell to her side. Her eyes darted to Bridget’s face, then away again.

"Carlo, I just knew you'd treat me better than anyone!" With that, everyone's gaze toward me grew even more disdainful. "For the wedding, Carlo even had the airline arrange two exclusive direct flights for us. But in the end, the bride won't be on board." "What's the big deal? Giada is only marrying him to secure a family alliance. Forget the other flights—she'd walk there if she had to." The air around me was thick with mockery. Meanwhile, Carlo's gaze remained entirely on Adriana. He didn't hear a word I said. In the end, I was nothing more than someone watching from the sidelines.