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The Bride Who Cancelled the Wedding
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To send me off in style, my mother had taken my grandmother's heirloom jade set out of the safe just for me—the necklace, the earrings, and the bracelet, all three pieces. But on the morning of the ...
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第1章
To send me off in style, my mother had taken my grandmother's heirloom jade set out of the safe just for me—the necklace, the earrings, and the bracelet, all three pieces.
But on the morning of the wedding, the jade jewelry I'd left in my drawer was simply gone.
My mother was frantic, ready to call the police.
It wasn't only the jade's steep value. It carried a special meaning too.
Just as my father decided to call the police as well, I suddenly remembered how Dick Gilbert had gone on and on about my jade the day before.
"Mom, Dad, hold off on the police. Let me ask Dick first."
I called, and Dick admitted it without a shred of hesitation.
"Babe, I took your jade jewelry."
"I'm wearing it today at the wedding. Why did you take it?"
"It's Serena's birthday today, and she didn't have the right pieces to dress up in, so I let her borrow it for now. She'll give it back once she's done."
"I'm getting married today, and you stole my jewelry to put on another woman?"
I forced down the fury surging up in me and asked in a cold voice.
"Stole? It's just a loan, she'll return it. Don't be so petty. Serena begged me for ages, I could hardly say no, could I?"
"Your family has plenty of jewelry. Wear something else for now. It's settled."
"Now be good, get your hair and makeup done. I'll come to get you soon."
...
Dick's careless tone, edged even with a faint note of reproach, made my heart stop dead in my chest.
All at once, five years of love felt like nothing at all.
In his mind, all that woman named Serena Locke—his first love, the one that got away—had to do was open her mouth, just a little, and he would give up everything to please her.
While I, his actual girlfriend, the woman about to become his wife, ended up being the fool.
Maybe Dick sensed on some level that what he'd done didn't quite hold up.
Because his tone shifted, softening: "Babe."
"You know Serena saved my life back then."
"I promise you."
"There's nothing between us."
"We're just ordinary friends."
"She came to me and asked."
"I couldn't turn her down."
"Be good, don't get worked up."
"I'll make it up to you later."
Since I had the call on speaker, my parents heard every word.
Before I could say anything, my mother snatched the phone. However composed a law firm owner she usually was, her face was full of anger now. "Dick, you've been with my daughter for five years."
"You two worked so hard to get to this wedding."
"Are you trying to wreck today's wedding?"
Dick's voice came through the phone, explaining.
"Mom, don't worry."
"I'd never wreck the wedding."
"I know where the line is."
My father let out a cold laugh. "You know where the line is, and you still sneak your wife's jewelry off to another woman?"
"Dad, I didn't steal it, I just borrowed it for a while."
"Don't call me Dad."
His face darkened. "If that jewelry isn't back where it belongs before you come for her, then don't bother coming at all."
Before Dick could get another word out, my mother hung up.
My father patted my shoulder gently. "Sweetheart, your mom and I will never force you into any decision. But whatever you choose to do—"
"We'll always be the strongest thing standing behind you!"
第2章
Eyes stinging, I nodded.
I was the eldest daughter of the Winfield family.
The greatest fortune of my life was that my parents would always stand behind me.
Even when I was the one in the wrong.
They'd step in without hesitation and fix it for me.
They were all my confidence, all my backbone.
Then.
I sent Dick Gilbert a message: “Five hours until you come for me. Decide for yourself.”
He fired back in an instant: “Babe, Serena's already wearing the jewelry for her photos. You can't expect me to ruin her mood on her birthday, can you?”
“You've always been so understanding with me.”
“Why are you being so difficult today?”
I wrote back: “I'm understanding with you. So who's understanding with me?”
“Dick, don't forget, today is the day you marry me.”
“I wanted to look beautiful walking down that aisle.”
“And instead you stole your own wife's jewelry to put on another woman.”
“So is it me making a scene.”
“Or you not knowing what matters?”
“Or maybe...”
“In your heart, I come second to Serena Locke?”
I'd known from the start that Dick had a first love, the one that got away.
But he told me that was the past.
That the two of them had cut all contact long ago.
And we'd always gotten along just fine.
Until last year.
When Serena came back from abroad.
After that it was Serena this, Serena that, every time Dick opened his mouth.
He'd go buy fruit, and say Serena liked it.
We'd go shopping.
And he'd say Serena would look pretty in it.
He and I would go see a movie.
And he'd snap photos of the screen to share with Serena.
Over this.
He and I fought more than once.
But he could always swallow his pride and coax me out of it.
And I'd tell myself.
That it was ‘the past.’
That I shouldn't take it so seriously.
But today, this made me see it clearly.
In his heart.
I apparently didn't matter all that much either.
Dick seemed to be losing his patience.
His reply came with clear temper in it.
“Babe, I'll say it one more time, I only love you, so stop imagining things.”
“Besides, we're getting married today, and all the relatives and friends have been invited.”
“Don't blow this up.”
“Or neither side will be able to save face.”
“Once we're married.”
“If you want to blow off steam, you can hit me a few times, I don't care.”
“Whatever happens, you sit there and do your makeup like a good girl and wait for me at home. Pull this again and there's no wedding.”
“That's it.”
After listening to Dick's voice message.
I stared at myself in the mirror for a long time.
Somewhere in there, without my noticing, scalding tears slid slowly down my face.
The makeup artist reminded me not to cry, or it would ruin the look.
I held the tears back, pulled a tissue, and wiped the streaks dry.
Then I drew in a deep breath.
“Please make me look as beautiful as you can.”
Right after that.
I sent a message into the wedding group chat: “Everyone, I'm so sorry, the wedding has to be cancelled.”
第3章
The group chat blew up.
I told them straight.
The wedding was off, but I'd still cover every cost.
After that.
I finished my makeup and came out of the room. Today was supposed to be a happy day, and yet there wasn't a trace of a smile on my parents' faces.
My mother saw the faint red rimming my eyes.
It broke her heart.
"Sweetheart, if you don't want to marry him, don't force yourself through it."
My father rose from the couch.
"If this wedding doesn't happen."
"You're not the one who loses."
"He is—that piece of trash who can't tell what he's throwing away."
"The one who'll regret it."
"That'll be him."
Looking at my parents, so firmly on my side.
I gave a confident little smile. "Mom, Dad, don't worry. There's no way I'd ever shortchange myself."
Before long.
The relatives and friends all arrived.
My girls kept gushing over how beautiful I looked.
But they were puzzled too.
I wasn't wearing a single piece of jewelry.
Once they heard the whole story.
They erupted, cursing him up and down.
One of them even suggested, "Come on, let's storm over there right now and beat the hell out of that scumbag."
"Our girl—the prettiest, richest one of us—was marrying down for him."
"And that greedy fool couldn't even see the treasure in front of him."
"We have to beat him!"
Watching my girls grind their teeth and crack their knuckles.
I laughed and waved them down.
"Christine, don't you dare shortchange yourself."
"When it's time to hit back, you hit back."
"You keep letting things slide, and all it does is let him walk all over you."
"Exactly."
"Today he steals your jewelry to put on some other woman."
"Tomorrow he'll be in some other woman's bed."
"A man like that deserves to get beaten to death!"
When one of them actually made for the kitchen to grab a cleaver.
I hurried to say, "Don't do anything rash. I've got this handled."
A few hours later.
The commotion outside began to build.
Dick, sharp in his suit, marched in with his groomsmen and called out at the top of his voice, "Baby, I've come to take you home!"
Behind him his buddies whooped and egged him on.
Firecrackers cracked and popped without a break.
But set against all their excitement.
Our side was downright eerie.
Every face cold.
Not a flicker of joy anywhere.
Dick climbed the steps, smiling as he pulled out the gift envelopes. "Christine's lovely bridesmaids, here's a little something for you—go treat yourselves, and please, take it easy on me."
My girls reached out and took the envelopes.
Then.
They flung them right back into Dick's face.
Dick froze.
"Who wants your money?"
"Take it and get lost!"
"Our Christine isn't marrying you."
第4章
Dick stood there stunned for a few seconds.
Then his face shifted.
But he remembered why he was here—to fetch his bride.
He swallowed his anger and forced a smile. "What's the meaning of this?"
"Ha. You still don't get it?"
"You're not good enough to marry Christine."
"Take your little groom's party and get lost."
"The sight of you makes me sick."
"You've got scumbag written all over your face."
"I could throw up!"
Facing the wall of insults, Dick's fists clenched and his smile collapsed.
"I'm here to get my wife."
"Whether I leave or not isn't up to you."
"Move!"
He reached out to shove them aside.
But the woman in front of him only squared her shoulders.
"Go on. Lay one finger on me."
"I'll call the cops and have you charged with assault."
"You people—"
Dick was about to start cursing, then thought better of it. He switched tactics on the spot and raised his voice. "Baby, I'm here to marry you. Come on out."
He waited. Not a sound from inside.
Something felt wrong, deep down.
Still, he called out again, and again.
"Stop shouting."
"Christine doesn't want to see you."
"Get lost."
Just then, a woman stepped forward from behind Dick—fashionably dressed, wearing a jade necklace, matching earrings, and a bracelet.
"Dick, let me help you."
She paused.
Then she shouted, "Christine Winfield, Dick came all this way to marry you, and you're hiding inside instead of coming out? What's that about?"
"You're trampling his pride in front of everyone."
"How is a man supposed to hold his head up after this?"
Soon enough, there was movement inside the front room.
And I walked out, under the eyes of the whole crowd.
"Baby, you finally came out."
Dick looked delighted.
I gave him a cool glance, then let my eyes drift slowly to the woman who'd just been shouting—to the jade jewelry she had on.
I smiled, cold. "Dick, you brought your ex-girlfriend along to fetch your bride."
"You really can't bear to let her go, can you?"
Every head turned at once.
All eyes landed on Serena.
Dick opened his mouth to explain.
Serena pursed her lips. "Christine, you're about to marry Dick—why are you still getting jealous over nothing?"
"He spoils you every day, so when you throw your little fits, fine. But not today. It's your wedding. Stop making a scene."
"Hurry up and get yourself ready and come with him."
Dick jumped in quickly. "Right, Christine, if we miss the lucky hour it won't be good. Come with me now."
"All my relatives are waiting back at the house."
"Whatever this is, we can sort it out later."
I didn't bother with Dick's frantic pleading.
But my girls weren't about to sit still for it.
They traded a single look.
"Get her, girls—beat this home-wrecker down."
Someone shouted the word, and the whole group of them charged at Serena, faces blazing.
Dick saw it coming and yelled to stop them. "What do you think you're doing?"
Too bad—no one listened.
And then Serena's screams filled the air.