The Wedding He Never Noticed Novels & Stories

... The wedding was set for the 28th of next month. A bit rushed, but not crazy. I hadn't seen Ezio since that video call. Harriet told me he was grinding through work to clear his schedule for the wedding and honeymoon. I wasn't sure if I bought it. I kept hearing about Desmond through friends. He and Megan posted a couple's photo online, then deleted it a week later. A friend vented, "I bet he's trying to get your attention. Guys like that are immature, thinking they can make you jealous with that."

“Dylan, are you okay? What the heck are you talking about? Of course, my sister can't go to your wedding. She’s getting married today too.” Dylan felt like he had been struck by lightning. He froze, completely stunned, and his mind went blank. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone, hardly believing what he had just heard. “M-Married?” he forced the word out. “To who?!” His voice rose uncontrollably. “Haven’t you seen the financial magazine or headlines lately? She’s marrying the heir of the Muller family—Jasper Muller.”

His truth. He looked up, his gaze meeting Brian's. There were no words adequate to the moment. He only nodded, his hand moving to enclose Brian's that remained on his wrist. The next day's wedding was anything but the public spectacle the board expected. There was no Met Gala, no Temple of Dendur.

If this wedding fell apart again, she would become the laughingstock of the entire city—beyond redemption. She gritted her teeth, her gaze flickering uncertainly toward Chase. However, Chase acted as though he hadn't noticed her turmoil. Still holding her arm, he turned toward the crowd with a broad, radiant smile and declared, "Thank you all for coming to celebrate my wedding with Selene today. I know many of you must be wondering why the groom isn't Mr. Jace Schreiber."

Chapter 123: The Version of Us The wedding was small. Deliberately. No press releases. No society pages. No strategic guest list designed to strengthen alliances. Just people who mattered. Daniel came. He stood quietly near the back, hands in his pockets, offering Ethan a single nod before the ceremony began. The chairman attended too, looking faintly amused at how uncorporate the entire event felt. There were no marble ballrooms. No orchestras. Just an open terrace overlooking the city skyline at sunset.

Never did I imagine that the wedding would have a lot of visitors. I wasn't even prepared for this. I am so nervous that I might almost fall to the ground. However, the nervousness that I had felt disappeared the moment my eyes lay on him. It seems like I had forgotten what I came for and most of all, it seems like I had forgotten that I should not be mesmerized by him. This wedding is a total lie, and it's just a normal wedding with the ruthless king that I should not forget.

"My conscience is clear because I haven't done anything wrong. As for you…" Shirley hurriedly stopped her. "Mom, everyone's here to celebrate my marriage. Don't spout nonsense just because you're drunk!" Gretchen stopped and composed herself when she heard that. Then, she said to me, "I didn't say anything. I was just chatting with Shirley's in-laws." Shirley relaxed. She turned to me with a smile and said, "See, Mel? Mom didn't say anything. Let's talk about this after the wedding, okay? We can work things out as a family."

But as I glance at him again, the weight in my chest shifts. Because if nothing else, at least I know one thing: I’m not marrying a complete stranger. And neither am I marrying a cripple. Even though… every one else here seems to belive he truly is one. The wedding is a blur. Everything feels distant, like I’m watching someone else live my life. The vows are said, the cheers rise, and I walk side by side with Prince Kaelan down the aisle. My heart beats loudly in my chest, but I keep my head high, forcing a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes.

A small pause followed, like he was choosing the next sentence from a locked drawer. “Whether anyone unfamiliar attended the wedding." Something cold slid straight down my spine. "Unfamiliar?" Nicholas nodded once. "Someone nobody expected to see there." I knew exactly where this was going before he ever said the name out loud. "Kade." My heart slammed once, hard, against my ribs. "Nicholas—" "He wasn't supposed to be at that wedding." "How is he unfamiliar? He's my son." Nicholas's expression barely moved, which somehow made it worse than if he'd actually reacted.

Today, after repeatedly nagging me, making me wear a suit I never liked, attending a wedding I never wanted to even witness, seeing so many pretentious humans, and finally watching a woman practically scream her way inside, calling them out for their evils, I was so exhausted, and I just wanted to be with my mama and her beautiful babies in her cool crib. “Get her out of here, Derek.” Father practically screamed in panic as his warriors and Beta tried to handle the woman so the crowd wouldn't pay too much attention to her or listen to her truth. What a wedding! The entertainers resumed their duties, food was served, but after eating I facepalmed and put my head on the table for a nap. The na