As Karina expected to coax a bit more out of Wilfred through the cracked door, he suddenly teamed up with his groomsmen, and together they pushed hard, forcing their way inside.

Even though it hadn't been long since they last saw each other, seeing him now in this setting felt completely different.

Dressed to the nines, holding a bouquet, and surrounded by a crowd cheering him on, Wilfred took one step at a time toward her. Karina's heart began to race.

Yvette stepped forward, blocking Wilfred's path with a playful smirk. "You think you can take our Karina this easily? Not a chance!"

With a snap of her fingers, the bridesmaids joined her, speaking in unison, "After you're married, who controls the finances?"

Wilfred glanced at Karina and confidently replied, "My wife does!"

The bridesmaids continued, "And who gets the final say at home?"

"Her, of course!"

Laughter filled the room, but the questions kept coming.

"Who's doing the housework?"

"I will!"

Wilfred

questions, Yvette

mischievous twinkle in her eye, she said, "But words alone aren't enough. What if you go back on your promises? We

her cue, the bridesmaids brought out a long table from nowhere. On it sat a stack of papers

was filled with written promises, leaving a blank space in

his hand, pressing it into the red ink and then onto the papers, one after another. Their speed left Wilfred no time to even glance at the contents.

reached the final sheet, something

second-what's this?"

the pressure

free, forming a fist as he turned to

it?"

Yvette chuckled before speaking

promising doubled year-end bonuses. What do you all think? Should the director put his

own groomsmen turned against

hand to press it

*

group caused such a ruckus in the bridal suite, it felt

ceremony, Karina thought

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