A month and a half passed quickly.
On the wedding day, the eyes of the entire city were focused on the marriage alliance between the Tanner and Wilson families.
The luxurious Western–style wedding was like a fairytale dreamland, with pearls, jewels, champagne and red wine.
“Old Wilson, congratulations! The union of your two families, strong getting even stronger!”
People from all sides came to congratulate Mr. Wilson.
As for my parents, ha, they were stuck on an island somewhere unable to return from their world tour.
After the priest led Zack and me in reciting our vows, just as we were about to exchange rings.
A heavily pregnant woman rushed in frantically, holding a megaphone–shaped amplifier and started yelling at the top of her lungs:
“Wait! Everyone stop! I object to this wedding!”
As she wished, everyone turned to look at her.
“Who is that?”
Curious guests whispered questions.
“Looks like the woman who was entangled with the groom before.”
“Ah? So this wedding can’t go on now…
Mia, looking about 7-8 months pregnant, gazed at me with tear–filled eyes, “Olivia, you have everything already. Can you please let Zack go? I… I’m already carrying his child…”
As she spoke, she thrust her already round belly forward, making it even more prominent.
I smiled and looked at Zack.
This guy’s face had turned pale with fear.
11:32 AM
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This guy’s face had turned pale with fear.
Haha, the contract is in effect now!
The child is evidence!
When the contract was drafted, all three of us – me, Zack, and Mr. Wilson – were present.
Especially Zack, who had read the unfair terms on the paper extremely carefully.
Mr. Wilson, who had been accepting toasts, darkened his face and looked at Mia and the child in her belly with hostility.
Before Mr. Wilson could look over, I quickly put on a tearful expression.
