Chapter 4

A scream pulled my thoughts back to reality.

The wedding games were nearing the end.

Theo and his friends were playing the last game, passing cards mouth-to-mouth.

They were hugging, laughing, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Just as Theo tilted his head to take the card from the previous buddy, Quinn moved.

In a flash, she pushed the buddy behind Theo.

Then stepped forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Theo's neck.

Their bodies pressed close, intimately embraced.

The room erupted.

Everyone's gaze darted between the three of us.

Full of surprise, gossip, and anticipation for the drama.

Theo was at a loss, quickly glancing at me.

He turned his head slightly, trying to push away and distance himself from Quinn.

But Quinn grabbed his face, pulling him close, and kissed him.

"Wow!"

A louder cheer erupted from the crowd.

I widened my eyes, staring dumbfounded at the scene.

It felt like those few seconds of passing the card were stretched infinitely, and my heart sank.

The game ended amid laughter and cheers.

Quinn, as if she won a prize, waved the card, laughing gleefully.

Theo pushed her away, looking serious: "That was silly. Who let you play this game?"

Quinn pouted, dissatisfied: "I'm both a bridesmaid and a buddy. So what if I play a game?"

My best friend, Chloe, seeing my unhappy face, was also furious.

She couldn't help but nudge Quinn, scolding her:

"Today is their big day. Why are you causing a scene? You're really bold!"

5.

Quinn blinked her big, innocent eyes, biting her lip in frustration. The atmosphere turned awkwardly silent.

One of the groomsmen chuckled to ease the tension, "Hey, it's just a game. Why get upset?"

He turned to me, "Quinn was just trying to lighten the mood. I'm sure you won't hold it against her, right?"

I wasn't having it, "What? Trying to guilt-trip me?"

Theo looked a bit guilty.

He rubbed his nose and walked toward me.

"Listen, honey: Quinn's just being her usual playful self. Let's not take it to heart."

"Quinn, apologize to your sister-in-law already."

Quinn rolled her eyes and blurted out, "Apologize for what? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Sis, I've already told you, there's nothing between Theo and me. If there were, you'd be looking at a different bride today."

Hiss!

The crowd murmured.

I sneered, almost ready to slap her.

But then I noticed the photographers in the corner and thought of a better idea.

Forcing a smile, I said, "Forget it! It's getting late, and we shouldn't miss the perfect time."

Surprisingly, everyone seemed shocked at how quickly the matter was settled.

Especially Quinn, her mouth wide open in disbelief.

Theo sighed in relief.

He took my hand with a loving expression.

I resisted the urge to pull away and reminded him, "Hurry up and find my wedding shoes, silly."

Theo finally realized and started looking for the shoes.

He quickly found them behind the curtain and helped me put them on.

With the shoes on, I took Theo's arm and walked out of the room.

Quinn watched from the side, her expression unreadable.

I chuckled to myself; the real show was yet to come.

6

The wedding was at the Glorious Hotel.

After settling in, Theo and I stood at the entrance to greet our guests.

Quinn, being a bridesmaid, naturally stayed close by.

But she couldn't help but inch closer to Theo.

Under the pretext of conversation, she moved closer and closer.

The two of them stood side by side, occasionally whispering and laughing loudly.

To an outsider, it might seem like she was today's bride.

Meanwhile, I observed with a blank expression.

Enduring it, waiting...

Even the groomsmen couldn't stand it and signaled Theo to pull Quinn away.

But she pushed him aside, "What are you doing, Logan? Got a twitch?"

Heh.

Playing dumb while fully aware.

I didn't bother with them, and as I turned, I saw a familiar figure approaching.

"Hey, Ella!" Ethan waved.

He was sharply dressed in a suit, looking quite dashing.

"Ethan, I'm so glad you could come."

I beamed brightly, hugging him.

"Of course, Miss Ella's wedding, I had to be here. Plus, I've got a big red envelope for you!"

Ethan said, helping to straighten my slightly messy veil.

His slightly intimate gesture made Theo uncomfortable.

He immediately came over, wrapped an arm around my waist, and distanced me from Ethan.

Then he asked irritably, "Are you Ella's friend?"

"Hi, I'm Ethan."

Ethan extended his hand to Theo, acting graciously.

"I'm Theo, Ella's husband."

Theo stared at the man in front of him, his eyes filled with hostility.

I pretended not to notice and warmly invited Ethan, "Go on in, Chloe's inside."

"Alright, we'll chat more later."

Ethan gracefully turned and headed to the banquet hall.

Theo noticed I hadn’t looked away and grew increasingly sullen.

He tightened his grip on my waist, his jealousy evident.

"What's your relationship with that guy?"

"A friend," I replied nonchalantly.

"What kind of friend hugs you in front of me? Remember, you're my wife!"

"Oh, so you know hugging isn't appropriate?"

I shook off his arm and retorted, "Haven't you and Quinn hugged enough today? Oh, and not just hugged—you kissed too."

That left him speechless.

Quinn jumped in to defend, "Sis, Theo and I are just good friends."

"Funny, Ethan and I are just good friends too!"

I deliberately dragged out the words, "We're good friends~"