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.

Yale hid in the corner. He looked sinister as he commanded with a chilly tone, "Nathan had my blood with him.

snatch back the blood-stained handkerchief. Make sure he can't

the phone asked, "Are you sure

trust others anymore. I'm sure he'll go to the hospital alone with my

the other person hung

his teeth as he glared at the

so cautious and had already gone through every detail, yet he was

Nathan ..He thought that no wonder Nathan readily agreed to

to the stage. He looked at Mila

bad would happen, making her unable to calm

twice. She unlocked her phone to

matter what happens, don't be afraid. Stay calm

message, she hadn't made any reaction. Nearby, Cole looked flustered as he

Mila was absentmindedly eating the

back He panted heavily, his face pale. He leaned toward Mila and whispered in her ear, "Madam, General Morrison is in