No tears came…
For two days, Lane was silent.
But Sienna’s social media was constantly
updated:
“[The cold Buddhist brother kissed me for the
first time! I know what butterflies feel like…]”
“[Brother slept with me tonight. He looked so
flustered…]”
A pillow made me a loose woman.
What about this blatant intimacy?
Hypocritical and disgusting…
On the wedding day, Lane finally contacted
- me.
“[My brother’s getting married today. Stay
home, or you’ll regret it.]”
I was trying on Henry’s custom–made
wedding dress when I got the message.
I closed my phone.
The dress fit perfectly…
Through the crack in the dressing room door,
I saw Lane, in a suit, entering the hall with
Sienna.
Sienna’s voice was typically whiny.
“[Lane, Brother Henry’s wedding is so grand.
I wish mine could be like this. I wonder who
the bride is, she’s so lucky.]”
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Lane was unusually cheerful.
“I’m eager to meet my future sister–in–law,
to see who made my brother finally
blossom…
“”
Following his words, I entered the hall from
the back.
Lane, standing beside Henry, approached me.
The officiant announced,
“Presenting our bride, Nancy…”
The curtain rose.
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Amidst applause, I saw Lane’s pale, shocked
face.
I walked past him and took Henry’s hand…
Lane’s eyes were fixed on me.
The officiant joked,
“What’s this? The best man’s fallen for the
bride? That’s not allowed! She’s your future
sister–in–law.”
Laughter erupted from the crowd.
“Alright, best man, stop staring!”
After several reminders, Lane finally looked
away.
Henry and Lane were half–brothers.
A car accident had killed Henry’s parents
years ago.
Since then, Henry had been in charge of the
Gu family business.
Lane always feared his brother.
Despite his confusion, the ceremony
continued.
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Exchanging rings, I said the “I do” I’d
rehearsed countless times.
It felt ridiculous.
The wedding I’d dreamed of for so long was
hastily arranged in a few days.
More importantly, I inexplicably became
another man’s wife.
As I turned, I saw Lane still stunned.
I’d imagined his reaction, thinking it would be
brief shock followed by relief.
His prolonged stupor surprised me.
The ceremony’s whirlwind prevented
reflection.
Henry introduced me to his friends.
I felt a gaze on me.
When Henry left, the gaze intensified.
“Nancy, what is the meaning of this?!”
I’d drunk quite a bit, feeling slightly tipsy.
A strong pull nearly sent me tumbling.
Luckily, everyone was chatting and didn’t
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notice.
Lane, his eyes bloodshot, pulled me aside.
“Nancy, I’m asking you, what’s the meaning
of this? You secretly married my brother? To
spite me?!”
His last words enraged me.
I flung his hand away.
Staring at his red eyes, I hissed,
“Lane, we’re both single. I can marry whoever
I want. If you find it disgusting, don’t look.
Stay away! I’m filthy, I’m disgusting, just stay
away from me!”
I tried to leave.
A sharp pain hit my head.
I’d not had this much alcohol in years.
Just as I was figuring out how to escape
Lane, a familiar voice boomed,
“Lane, instead of helping with the guests,
you’re hiding here?”
Henry’s voice was sterner than usual. His
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eyes were cold.
Lane glanced back, then left without a word.
Henry supported me.
He whispered in my ear,
“Nancy, are you alright? I’ll take you home, I
can handle this.”
I’d braced myself for Henry’s reaction.
He didn’t mention what he’d seen.
Warmth flooded me.
I rubbed my throbbing temple.
“How can you handle a wedding alone? I’m
fine, let’s go.
“”
By evening, we’d finally sent off the last
guests.
I’d heard marriage is exhausting, and I now
understood.
I slumped into a chair.
I heard a heated argument.
I saw Henry slap Lane across the face.
Lane, clutching his cheek, ignored Sienna’s
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pleas and stormed off.
