The Wedding He Never Thought Id Cancel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My heart pounded as his uncle gave me a small nod, signaling for me to follow. We got to the marriage court and Ryan didn’t look at me once. He just sat there, his face hard as stone, signing the marriage certificate like he was signing a death sentence. “Congratulations,” his uncle said with a tight smile once it was done, trying to sound cheerful. “You’re now husband and wife.” Neither of us said a word. Ryan simply nodded, wheeled himself toward the door, and muttered, “Can we leave now?” His uncle sighed, gave me an apologetic look, and motioned for us to go. We left in separate cars- him in his sleek black SUV with his driver, and me in another vehicle that followed closely behind.

She wanted it to be something he said, so it would seem like it was his idea. Now Logan was thinking about the wedding, just not in the way Christa would have hoped. “So I was thinking about the wedding?” She whooped in joy, internally of course. On the outside, she was the image of quiet sadness, “What about the wedding?” She asked, hoping she didn't sound too eager. “Well, I was thinking, since the doctor doesn't want you going through any sort of stress, it might be best to cancel the wedding.” She stared at him in shock, mouth agape for a moment before she pulled herself together and managed to ask, “W-what?”

... 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."

Nathan had never told her, and she had never cared to ask. She quickly grabbed a staff member. "Which banquet hall did Nathan book?" The staff member checked their clipboard and replied, "Hall number three... but..." She frowned. "Nathan called to cancel the reservation half a month ago," the staff member continued. "He said—the wedding was canceled." Diana stood there, completely paralyzed. The wedding... canceled? In that exact moment, her entire world came crashing down.

Maybe Enrico had no idea the registration never went through. I looked up at him, my voice trembling. "Enrico, there seems to be an issue with our marriage registration. Let's go redo it. Right now." A flicker of panic crossed his eyes. He reached up and ruffled my hair. "Why are you so anxious over something this small? I'll have Viktor handle it. You just rest." The last glimmer of light in my heart went out completely. After a long silence, I slowly nodded and forced out a single word. "Okay."

Without hesitation, they handed me the money, saying, "As long as you're happy, we'll do whatever we can to support you." I knew that was the savings they had scraped together over a lifetime of living frugally. The line went quiet for a few seconds. I didn't know how to begin. Was I supposed to tell them that I couldn't even reach Olivia and that I had just seen a photo of her with another man on the day before our wedding? I couldn't bring myself to say it. So, I claimed the signal was bad and hung up. … As it turned out, canceling a wedding was far easier than planning one. The wedding I had spent a whole year preparing was called off in just one morning.

“Our wedding... the grand reception we were supposed to hold this week... I want us to cancel it.” Hearing those words, Daven’s eyes widened in shock. The young man immediately shook his head forcefully. “Cancel it? Don’t be crazy, Joye! All the preparations are done, the invitations have already been sent out, and the venue was booked long ago! Why do you suddenly want to cancel it?!”

he said, lowering his voice, “you know how things are right now.” His gaze didn’t quite meet mine. “I just stepped into the Don. The family’s watching every move I make.” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “This year… it’s not realistic.” There it was. Not a refusal. Just a postponement wrapped in reason. “I’m not saying no,” he added quickly, as if afraid I’d misunderstand. “I just need time. You understand that, don’t you?” I smiled—thin, careful. “It’s not mine,” I said. “A friend’s wedding. She asked me to help her look.”

"Honey, stop making a scene. When we arrive at Meridianna, I will arrange for people to go to the port to pick you guys up." Finishing his words, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car disappeared from my line of sight. The last shred of expectation in my heart was extinguished thoroughly as well. I silently pulled out my phone and dialed the wedding planning team's number. "The wedding is canceled. I'm not getting married."

The night before our engagement, my best man Reese suggested we play Never Have I Ever — our version, where you name something you have that you think no one else does, and anyone who doesn't have it puts a finger down. "Sitting in this room is someone I can't have," he said. Everyone else's fingers went down, except Reese's and my fiancée Molly's. The others erupted in whistles and teasing, not caring that I was right there. "I have the most loyal fiancé," Molly said. "Boring and dull." Everyone glanced at me, and the private room fell into an awkward silence. I was suddenly exhausted. Molly and I had been together for two years. Tomorrow was our engagement party, yet she'd just publicly ad