The Wrong Woman

Mila stomped her foot as she turned her back to Fenna.

Fenna boasted, "Nate is going to be paired up with me."

Mila scoffed. He was just the best man at a wedding. What was there to boast about? What was there to be happy about?

Fenna continued, "In Norvania, there are no married men willing to be the best man, not even men with girlfriends. You can imagine how little you mean to him."

Mila's heart ached, but she still maintained her smile. She turned to face Fenna and calmly said, "He has his reason if he wants to be the best man. He's my husband, and I respect his choices.

"As for you, don't delude yourself. He won't do anything with you."

Fenna sneered. "You're just deceiving yourself. I've seen the wedding itinerary. We'll be having an absolute ball during the wedding entertainment part. You just wait to be embarrassed."

Mila had no certainty, but she still chose to believe in Nathan. He wouldn't make the same mistake again.

She smiled gently and said, "Okay. I'll be watching from the audience seat. I'll wait for your exciting moments with Nate."

With that said, she clenched her fists tightly and walked toward the banquet hall. She felt uncomfortable as she walked every step.

the distinguished guests took their seats. The

the words of blessings and sharing witty

be inviting the best man and maid of honor

very nervous as her hands sweated.

wouldn't be able to hold on. Just as Albert was about to announce the

he shouted, "Next, we have the Best Man, Nathan Morrison, the most

the famous Hoffis family in Norvania. Please welcome the two

patted her hand excitedly. She said with excitation, "Mila, they're calling you. Since when did you become the maid of

that

the stage and muttered to Albert, The Maid of

of here. Please welcome the Best Man, Nathan, and

"Where's the applause?"

Mila's arm

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was pushed onto the stage. Not far away, she saw Nathan