Chapter 5

The voice was deep, smooth, and right at my ear.

My heart leaped into my throat. I was almost too afraid to turn around.

But the man behind me, sensing my tension, gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. He took two steps forward, completely shielding me from the crowd.

"Everyone, today is my wedding day with my beautiful bride. Please, have some chocolate."

As soon as he spoke, his assistant stepped forward from a sleek black SUV, carrying a large basket of expensive, artisanal chocolates to hand out.

"Wow, this packaging is gorgeous. These must be expensive!"

"The groom is so handsome, and the bride is stunning. They look perfect together!"

"See? She wasn't lying! They really are getting married. Who was the jerk calling her a homewrecker earlier?!"

The crowd's attitude flipped instantly. They turned around, looking for Brad.

Seeing the tables turn, Brad tried to sneak away, which only made him look guiltier.

"It was him! He tried to ruin this lovely couple's big day!"

The handsome groom standing in front of me, Ethan Carter, gave his assistant a slight nod. The assistant understood immediately, heading off to deal with Brad.

Someone in the crowd gasped. "Wait, he looks so familiar... isn't he...?"

"Oh my god! He's Ethan Carter! The CEO of Carter Enterprises! He was on the cover of Forbes last month!"

My jaw dropped.

I had met Ethan through a blind date arranged by our families. We had only met once.

Both of us agreed we wanted to settle down, so we casually agreed to get married.

I had no idea he was that Ethan Carter.

The onlookers quickly deleted their videos and offered us warm smiles and congratulations.

"Happy wedding day! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness!"

Once the crowd dispersed, Ethan turned and gently took my hand.

"Shall we go in, Maya? Let's get our license."

I followed him like a robot, my brain completely blank. I couldn't help but glance back one last time.

Julian was frozen on the sidewalk. His face was a mix of confusion and pure, boiling rage.

I didn't understand. What did he have to be angry about?