Chapter 2 - The Bride Rejects The Shocking Truth
The sharp sound of the bride's expensive heels clicking against the stone steps broke the heavy silence of the courtyard.
Victoria straightened her designer lace veil, her face flushing with a mixture of public humiliation and furious outrage.
“Jonathan, what is the meaning of this absolute absurdity?” she demanded, glaring at the weathered woman standing before them.
Jonathan stood frozen, his phone still gripped tightly in his trembling hand while his eyes remained locked on the old screen.
“She... she called me Mom, Victoria,” Jonathan whispered, his voice sounding hollow and detached from reality.
“I don't care if she called you the King of England! We have three hundred elite guests watching us right now!” Victoria hissed venomously.
The wedding guests seated across the pristine lawn began murmuring nervously, whispering behind customized silk programs and expensive designer sunglasses.
Victoria reached out, attempting to yank her husband's arm away from the edge of the stone staircase.
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“We are walking down these steps right now and getting into that limousine, do you hear me?” she demanded sharply.
Jonathan didn't move an inch, his gaze fixed on the worn-out face of the woman who had just shattered his entire world.
