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.

hid in the corner. He looked sinister as he commanded with a chilly tone,

kill him or snatch back

phone asked, "Are you sure he has the

go to the hospital alone with my blood for DNA testing. He won't hand

the other

as he glared at the ring in his

was so cautious and had already gone through

..He thought that no wonder Nathan readily agreed to be the best man. He had planned all

regained his composure before returning to the stage. He looked at Mila and saw she was gently

inexplicably restless. She sensed something bad would happen, making

her phone rang twice. She

message from Nathan. "Chubs, no matter what happens, don't be

flustered as he answered

Mila was

his face pale. He leaned toward Mila and whispered in her ear,