Chapter 1
Today, a grand wedding was held between the Guzman and Jimenez families in Arnelo. The banquet hall, which was thousands of square meters, was decorated luxuriously and dreamily.
The priest invited the groom out. “Here comes our handsome groom, Mr. Alfie Guzman!”
There was a thunderous applause for him.
However, several seconds after the introduction, the groom, who was supposed to come out from one side of the stage, was nowhere to be seen.
People sitting under the stage began to talk to their neighbors in whispers. The priest calmly smiled to make up for this “small accident,” but half a minute later, he realized something was wrong and became silent. The banquet hall fell quiet.

Suddenly, a crisp slap came from backstage, and those sitting close to the stage got a clear view of the backstage, only to see the groom, Alfie, after being slapped by his mother, directly ripped off the corsage on his left chest, turned around, and strode outside.
Meanwhile, Moira Jimenez was holding Aiken Jimenez by the arm, waiting backstage for the door to be pulled open, and then they would come out and walk onto the stage that only belonged to Moira tonight.
“Nervous?” Aiken asked and patted on Moira’s arm lovingly. She glanced at her father with some shyness,
Just as she was about to answer, she suddenly heard Mrs. Guzman’s voice behind her. “Alfie, come back here!”
Subconsciously, she turned around to look, only to see Alfie hurriedly pass her. Seeing her, Alfie’s expression slightly changed. “Moira, I’m so sorry. But Claire has an accident. The wedding will be postponed for a few days.” While he was talking to her, he didn’t stop striding
Moira’s joy and happiness vanished as if doused with icy water.
Two minutes ago, when Aiken asked if she was nervous, she wanted to say yes, but not for marrying Alfie. She was worried the wedding wouldn’t go well, as Claire Blake said in the text last night.
Aiken’s face displayed a mix of embarrassment and anger. Alle left in the middle of the wedding, leaving all the family and friends sitting inside.
Moira stood there, looking at Allie running away, her body stiff and cold.
No! She couldn’t let this happen!
Moira came back to her senses and chased after Alfie with the hem of her wedding dress lifted. “Alfie!” She yelled his name from behind. She was wearing heels, and with every step she ran, her heels felt like a sharp knife peeling her feet off. But she didn’t stop. She gritted her teeth and tried hard to catch up
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