The Wrong Woman

This was the most annoying maid of honor in Norvania's history, without a doubt.

Nathan couldn't wait to step off the stage. Instead of returning to his seat, he left the banquet hall alone. No one knew where he was going or why he left in such a hurry. Just as everyone was curious, the wedding resumed its original order.

The wedding reception followed. The bride and groom shared their love story, cutting the cake and making toast.

Yale absentmindedly stared at the white handkerchief in his hand. He took off his ring and removed the needle then tossed it to the ground.

He stared at the white handkerchief with a sinister look on his face. After a while, he finally returned to his senses and began to feel nervous.

He took out his phone and urgently dialed a number while walking backstage.

"Yale, where are you going?" Lillian asked.

Yale forced a smile and said, "I need to use the restroom. I'll be right back."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, with only the bride and the host on stage.

as he commanded with a chilly tone, "Nathan had my blood with him. He

methods you use; kill him or snatch back the blood-stained handkerchief. Make sure he can't

phone asked, "Are you sure he has

the hospital alone with my

the other person hung

gritted his teeth as he glared at

cautious and had already gone through every

an extreme hatred toward Nathan ..He thought that no wonder Nathan readily

returning to the stage. He looked at Mila and saw

inexplicably restless. She sensed something bad would

phone rang twice. She

don't be afraid. Stay calm and wait

had just received the message, she hadn't made any reaction. Nearby, Cole looked flustered

banquet continued. Mila was absentmindedly

leaned toward Mila and whispered in her ear, "Madam, General Morrison is in