Runaway Groomsman นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The two groomsmen didn't know that the toy would make such sounds, hence when the groomsman started pushing up. "Ahhhhh!" The toy cried out. The groomsman doing the push-ups was shocked by it. His hand went weak and he fell to the ground, kissing his friend on the lips accidentally. Edward was speechless. "Good thing I did not get the joker just now," he thought to himself. The fourth groomsman had to use his face to break open the cling film that was wrapped around his face. In the process, his whole face was distorted completely and his hairstyle was ruined.

He arched an eyebrow and inquired, "What's up, G? You two know each other?" Tony smirked and added, "The poor woman looked like she had seen a ghost. I'm a hundred per cent sure you know each other." Graham shoved his hands into his pockets to stop himself from taking out a cigarette to smoke his stress away. His jaw clenched as he replied through gritted teeth, "Yeah... she's my runaway bride."

Then, the heavy wooden doors of the main estate opened. The groom stepped out first, and my breath caught. Rohan looked incredibly striking, his usual rugged edge smoothed down by a tailored black suit that fit his broad shoulders perfectly. But my eyes quickly drifted downward. Right next to him, sitting in his sleek black wheelchair, was Derek. Seeing my husband acting as the best man while looking completely indifferent to my absence tore a fresh hole in my chest. A slow, hauntingly beautiful melody began to play—a song specifically written for the union of the two most powerful packs in the region. The crowd went completely silent.

My ivory gown, with its intricate lace and pearl embellishments, had been custom-made, and I felt like a princess in it. "Nervous, sweetheart?" my father asked, placing a comforting hand on my arm. I was about to respond when I heard the master of ceremonies announce, "And now, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our handsome groom, Mr. Liam White!" The crowd erupted in applause, but as seconds ticked by, there was no sign of Liam. The applause gradually died down, replaced by murmurs of confusion. The master of ceremonies tried to maintain his composure, making light of the "small delay," but as the minutes passed, even he began to look concerned.

“Hear that? Even her mom agrees, her whole family accepts me. It won't be long until Natasha does too.” Maxwell turned to him. “Aren't you a groomsman? You're supposed to be over there, or are you so obsessed with us that you forgot you actually have a job to do?” ​Tristan didn’t have a comeback as he realized that he was indeed the groomsman. He looked toward the altar. The other groomsmen were standing in a line, and there was a very obvious gap right in the middle. His spot. ​He had been so busy trying to put Maxwell down that he’d missed his cue. He was sitting in the family row like a guest while the groom was standing up there alone.

The moment Tatiana nodded, Talia grabbed her phone and went to the bathroom. A minute later, Talia exited the bathroom with a victorious smile on her face. "Twelfth groomsman is secured, and you will be pleased that he has a high status. Drake and Tony agreed to teach him the procedure for the ceremony." "We are back on!", Mario exclaimed, and Tatiana relaxed visibly. Tatiana’s phone beeped and she checked to see that it was a message from Talia: [Set the last groomsman as Cornelia’s walking partner. Put his name as X.]

When he has had enough of her, he'll be loyal to you only. The shy man was trying to comfort Amelia, but he had no idea that his words made Amelia feel even worse. Liam was such a proud man. How could he go that far? "Well, I see you kneeling, but what about begging? I can't hear anything from you. Bro, did you hear him begging?" The tattooed man shouted gleefully. The other two men joined in. "Nope, he never said a word. He doesn't look sincere at all. This can't be considered begging! You have to look the part if you're begging, Mr. Prescott.

Holly, Ana and Mila will be my bridesmaids while James and Billy will be Jordan's best man. Instead of the stereotypical white wedding, I opted for a purple wedding, purple and white colour. I'm dressed in a purple gown with off shoulder sleeves, in an hourglass shape to hug the curves on my hips tightly. My hair in a braided bun. Finally, the time of the ceremony has arrived. I've been a wreck for most of the morning, mostly anxious about standing and speaking in front of crowds. What if and buts keep on putting me on the nerves. The entire pack will be there.

His gaze did not leave mine. “It means,” he said slowly, “… that you are very good at playing a part. And probably, I experienced one of the sex last night.” Something in the way he said it made my heartbeat pick up. Before I could respond, the door opened. “The board members have arrived.” Alessandro stood immediately. “Come with me,” he said. The conference room fell silent the moment we entered. Every conversation stopped. Every gaze turned. And every one of them landed on me. Since my twin has a short bob haircut, I did not bother to put on a wig. She copied my haircut and now I know why she cut her hair a day before her wedding.

At the same time, Lynn, completely unaware of everything, kept sending me message after message. [Jensen, are you feeling better now?] [I lied to you before, and you’ve also lied to me. Let’s call it even, okay? Let’s live well together from now on.] [I’ve already dealt with Kyle. I won’t have anything to do with him anymore.] [I was irresponsible back then. This time, I’ll pick the wedding venue myself. You just need to show up as the perfect groom.]