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.

All the distinguished guests

of blessings and sharing witty

man and maid of

was very nervous as her

she couldn't bear it and wouldn't be able to hold on. Just as Albert was about to announce the next segment, he suddenly paused for a few seconds with his hand

Best Man, Nathan Morrison, the

in Norvania. Please welcome the two of them on stage." Mila was stunned as she

with excitation, "Mila, they're calling you. Since when did you become the

that moment, she was

Maid of Honor isn't Wanda; her name is Fenna. The bride wants you to

welcome the Best Man, Nathan, and the Maid of

"Where's the applause?"

was very excited. She quickly grabbed Mila's arm and

gave them a big round of

the stage. Not far away, she saw Nathan striding confidently