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"Eat. Then take a shower. After that, we change you. Lorraine and Aria were both sitting in the living room, and they both looked upset. "My baby girl is getting married today," Lorraine replied, her voice thick. "Yes, I remember my wedding day," Aria said. "I was scared. I felt sure I was making a mistake. Then I saw Leon, and everything made sense." "Was it a mistake? The clerical error in marriage?" "Best mistake of my life." Aria smiled. "Sometimes the unplanned things are exactly what we need."

But then Amelia arrived, and somehow, the story changed. By the next morning, Charlie believed Amelia had saved him. Evelyn never corrected him. At first, she thought the misunderstanding would fix itself. Later, she realized she didn’t want it to. Because she saw the way Charlie looked at Amelia afterward—as if she were the center of his world. And Evelyn… Evelyn had never been chosen by anyone, so she stayed silent. It was the worst mistake of her life. “You should leave,” Evelyn whispered, her voice heavy with exhaustion.

She murmured to herself, over and over. “It is my fault. It is all my fault. If I had not taken the wrong room card, this would never have happened.” “Nola, what did you say? What wrong room card?” Octavia could not hear clearly. Nola struck the back of her head against the wall. The guilt in her heart grew heavier, and her tears fell even harder. If she had not taken the wrong room card on the wedding night and given it to Meryl, Meryl would never have gone into the wrong wedding room. Then the bride swap would never have happened.

Her face didn't move but her eyes turned to ice. "Your what." "My wife. Apparently. From last night. When I was drunk." She turned to look at me with her eyes sharp. "You married this woman while you were drunk?" "It wasn't supposed to be her," I said fast. "It was supposed to be Jessica. The younger one. Something went wrong." "Something went wrong," she repeated. She turned back to Olivia, eyes crawling over her face, her dress, her hands, her hair. "You look like a servant."

What a coincidence that we should find our mate simultaneously on such an important night. The crowd was silent as everyone waited for our mates to appear. One lone she-wolf walked toward the stage. She was beautiful. Her long blond hair was pushed off to the side in a low ponytail. She had gorgeous green eyes that felt like they were piercing my soul with just one look. She wore a long jade-colored halter dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She was exotic, and I couldn't wait to claim her as mine. "Mate," She purred, her eyes staring into mine. Her voice sent a chill down my back, raising every strand of hair on my body.

Lily nodded, and I followed the way Celine chose to reach her destination. Celine was sitting with a woman, the bloody wedding planner. There was so much exasperation in me that I didn’t notice the woman who was sitting opposite Celine. I saw her when I took the seat beside Celine. She wasn’t just any bloody wedding planner, but the woman I loved. Lauren, my wife. “We can start now,” Celine said. “I’m Celine Alonso, and that’s my fiance, Gavin Astor.” “Nice to meet you both,” Lauren said, smiling but not looking at me.

He is in such a hurry to know what she wants to tell him about Ava Leon. “Call me Luna, an ex-convict and the last person that shared moments with your unwanted bride, I mean to say, your rejected wife” she said and smirked in satisfaction. He should know that he has to convince her a whole lot for her to believe this open propaganda he was doing about Ava Leon. When a man hurts his wife and pushes her to the point where things go sour, nothing else would make up for the times he'd hurt her, especially if he doesn't have the chance to say sorry to his wife until they get separated forever or however in the case of Ava Leon.

As I strode to meet him, I grasped his shirt and yelled at him, "Do not lie to me. Clara was the one who said that. Clara was the one who traveled abroad, and my wife is not Clara. You and your parents, alongside Celine, colluded and presented Celine to me as my bride while Clara went for her awards event. Do you think I am a fool or someone to be easily gullible?!" Luca gulped hard, as he couldn't say any more words. He lowered his head in shame and apologized to me, "I am sorry, Jace. I was not aware of it all. It was all Celine and Clara's doing. Clara threatened to cut ties with Celine, and she made her do it. I was shocked because when I got back home, I heard from my parents that Clara

she turned to the husband, voice rising, “does this mean she’s been cheating on Greg?” Lucy froze. Her pulse surged. The accusations stung, but she knew she had to be honest. Her father stepped in, placing a steadying hand on her shoulder. “Easy on her, Clarisse,” he said firmly. “She’s been through enough tonight.” Lucy inhaled, forcing herself to stay calm. “Mom… Dad… I didn’t cheat on anyone,” she said softly, her voice shaky but resolute. “I… I married Austin because I love him, and Greg is the mistake I will never repeat in my life. I hid my identity to test him. That’s all, but he has proven that he is a gold digger”

She might have started off as my wrong bride but she is definitely the correct bride for me. Please vote and leave your comments and suggestions in the comment section below. Don't forget to share this story and don't forget to FOLLOW ME also! Love You All!!!