Before he could think any further, the bride stopped right in front of him. Atthat moment, his body stiffened. Her soft pink lips pressed together gentlyas she swallowed nervously.Under the shade of a large tree, the sunlight shone softly, falling on the facehidden beneath the white veil.The groom looked left and right nervously, unsure of what to do next.Nothing was going according to the plan he had made.The bride, Theerachat, stopped in front of the groom - a man she barelyeven knew. She wished she could turn back time to one month ago, back tothe moment she carelessly agreed to something without realizing it wouldlead her to stand here today in a wedding dress.Her mother had talked about marriage, just like she always did. Normally, itwould begin with a simple introduction - meeting a man her mother chose.
She thought it would be the same this time too.But no one told her there would be no introduction. Instead, she was forcedinto an arranged marriage.She agreed because she assumed it was only a meeting and that she couldrefuse, just like every other time. But the first time she actually met thegroom was the day she had to try on the wedding dress..
"Mom, you never told me I would actually be getting married."
"I told you already - they wanted you as their daughter-in-law. I even askedyou that day."
"But Mom, you asked if I wanted to meet the groom. I thought it was justlike all the other arranged introductions. If I had known I would be forcedto marry, I never would have agreed."
"What can we do now? Their family already announced it everywhere."
"Please lift the veil."
The host's voice pulled the elegant bride back to the moment. She took aheavy breath. She wanted to run away more than anything, but if she did, itwould cause a scandal - and she hated scandals.
"Lift the veil."
The groom's mother whispered to him. The groom hesitated. His lipspressed tightly together, his foot tapping nervously. He was truly anxious -he kept glancing at the entrance, but the person he was waiting for stillhadn't arrived. In the end, he had no choice but to lift the white veil.The bride's flawless face appeared beneath it. Any other groom would havesmiled with joy to see such a beautiful woman - wealthy, successful, andwell-known like Theerachat - become his wife. But not him.Even with a perfect bride in front of him, he couldn't be happy.
"Where is Enan? Why isn't he here yet? I don't want to kiss a woman I don'tlove."
"The groom must be stunned by the bride's beauty - he's frozen stiff!"Someone joked.
The groom forced a weak smile, afraid that the ceremonywould continue step by step before he was ready. He glanced at the bride,who also didn't look happy. Her expression was blank, emotionless, as if hemeant nothing to her.
"Groom, do you accept the bride as your wife?"The priest turned to ask the groom, Yong. He pressed his lips tightlytogether.
Clear drops of sweat formed along his jawline from anxiety. Hislips - plumped from fillers - tightened even more. Instead of leaning towardthe bride, he leaned backward, panicking.Love On Hire by Yuufuku
"Hurry up and get here! I don't want to kiss her!"He hissed under his breath, desperate.
."Stop right there!!"
A loud voice suddenly shouted from the entrance. All the guests turned tolook, including Theerachat. She focused on the uninvited woman standingat the doorway.The woman wore a black dress with a deep neckline showing her full chest,and a high slit revealing her thigh. But that wasn't the most shocking thing.The real attention was on her noticeably round, pregnant belly.
Theerachat's dark eyes narrowed.Her eyes lowered, staring hard at the woman's round belly, then back at herface again and again.
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"Who are you?"The groom's mother demanded as she hurried toward the stranger. But thewoman only glanced briefly at her, then removed her sunglasses and walkedconfidently on her two-inch heels toward Yong, who stood on the stage.Opposite her, the bride watched the new arrival closely, brows furrowed.She was confused, anxious, and terrified that her wedding was about to turninto a scandal the entire social circle would gossip about
."Excuse me, but I'm here to take the father of my child back."
The woman announced, clinging to the groom's arm. The guests gasped andquickly began whispering among themselves.
"What does that mean?"the bride asked Yong, who was stunned.
"It means Yong is my man - my husband - and soon he'll be yours too.Unless you still plan to marry my husband. Well? Want to share a man withme? But I doubt you can win anyway. I'm sure I'm better than you in everyway - and I know for a fact I'm better in bed.".SLAP!"You disgusting bastard!"
Theerachat slapped the young man's cheek hard. Then she swept her gazetoward Thitinan, the uninvited guest who was clinging tightly to thegroom's arm.
"I'm sorry."
Yong said, truly feeling guilty about what had happened. He never imaginedit would get this far. In the beginning, his mother simply told him he wouldget married, and that he would be given control of the family companyafterward.He thought he could delay it - run the business first, then later pretend tobreak off the engagement. But his parents had arranged everything soquickly that the wedding was set within just one month.They said it was to prepare for the flood of tourists expected soon - thatnews of a wedding would make the family's travel company appear reliableand respectable. He never expected everything to reach this point.
"....."
Theerachat said nothing. She simply gathered the skirt of her wedding dressand walked out of the ceremony. Whispers and murmurs followed her, andcountless phones were raised, recording everything.Shame burned inside her - she wanted to run as fast as she could, if only thedress weren't so heavy.
"Chat, wait!"Theerachat's mother, Chawi, hurried after her, though she still turned backto glare uncomfortably at the groom's mother.
"Wait for me, Phi!"
Chomchat ran after her older sister, Theerachat. Soon, only the groom andthe woman in the black dress were left, smiling at one another.
"You. Come with me."Lin, Yong's mother, spoke in a stern voice. Yong's father glared as well,angry and stiff-faced as he stomped out of the venue amid the whisperingcrowd.
"Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
Lin demanded, glaring at her son. Everything had fallen apart in an instant.She had planned to connect their family with the bride's family - theyowned several hotels, and her own family business was a travel company.Joining the two would have been perfect, a powerful alliance.But she never imagined her son would embarrass them like this..
"Do you have anything to say?"Theerachat's legs crossed sharply as she glared at her former groom withanger. News about her was already spreading everywhere online, and shewas being accused of being the third party. Videos of the incident weretrending across multiple platforms.She had worked so hard to protect her public image, and now it was beingdestroyed because of him And that wasn't even counting the damage this scandal would do to herbrand's reputation. There was no way she could stay calm.
"She and I already broke up. And I'm not even sure if that child is mine.That's why I cut ties with her. I really don't know how she ended up here.I'm truly sorry."
Yong apologized sincerely. He never wanted to hurt anyone, but he hadalready told his parents that he didn't want to get married, wasn't ready, anddidn't love her. Yet his parents just brushed it off, saying:
"If you live together, love will eventually come.".
"You should have spoken up if you have something like this," Chawi saidwith irritation.
"I really am sorry about that. And Chat, I apologize to you as well. I neverthought my useless son would cause such a mess. I will arrange a pressconference myself and explain that my son left someone pregnant. I willtake responsibility so that you won't be talked about or blamed."
Tai glared at his son, who only kept his head down. Tai himself feltashamed. He knew people would be talking about this for a while.
"Let's go back. I want to rest."
Theerachat, the bride, said coldly. She stood up, lifted her chin, andstomped her way upstairs to her room. She lay down on her bed, exhausted.She lay flat on the soft bed, her hair spread across the pillow. Her slenderarm rested over her forehead in exhaustion.Her lower lip was bitten tightly, and her delicate heart pounded with angerand frustration.She didn't even want to look at her phone, afraid of what people might besaying about her online.
She could still clearly remember the face of the woman who ruined herwedding.Yes, she hadn't wanted the marriage-but they could have divorced later ifthey couldn't love each other. She knew Yong hadn't wanted it either.
"I won't let her get away with this."
Theerachat whispered. She wanted an apology from those pretty red lips,and she had to hear it-even if she had to force it out.