The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 1

Today marked the union of the Cartier and Royce families in the city of Lumina City. It was a grand event with a venue that sprawled over thousands of square meters, adorned in luxurious and fantastical decorations.

The emcee on stage was introducing the groom to the distinguished guests. “Let’s welcome the handsome and charming Mr. Jameson Royce to the stage!” As the emcee’s voice fell, the applause from the audience echoed like thunder.

However, moments passed, and the groom, who was supposed to make his entrance from one side of the stage, remained conspicuously absent. Murmurs began to ripple through the audience. The emcee, with a composed smile, attempted to salvage the situation, but as seconds went by, it became apparent that something was amiss. The emcee remained silent, and the hall quieted down considerably.

Suddenly, from backstage, the sharp sound of a slap reverberated. Those close to the stage witnessed a scene unfold. Mrs. Bernadette Royce had just slapped her son, Jameson. Without hesitation glared at her and strode from the stage.

Simultaneously, backstage, Marion was standing arm in arm with her father, Richard Cartier. The father-daughter duo awaited the opening of the doors, ready to step into the night that belonged solely to Marion and her soon-to-be husband.

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she was about to reply, she suddenly heard Mrs. Royce’s voice from behind them. “Jameson, come back here!” Marion

subtly shifted. “I-I’m sorry, Sally is in trouble. The

nervous, she was indeed nervous. However, it was not because she was about to marry Jameson; her anxiety

beside her, wore an even graver expression. With the wedding approaching and the banquet hall filled with guests,

watched as Jameson’s figure receded into the distance. She could not let him leave! She snapped back to reality, lifted the train of her wedding gown, and

like a knife slicing into her ankles. Despite the pain, Marion persisted, gritting her teeth as she ran to catch up

floor, he heard Marion calling for him. It only took a moment’s

had already crossed the street.