My Husband Wanted Me To Cheat And I Went To The Don. Chapter 09
A second later, Jeffery and Ken appeared.
Each face more incredulous than the last.
“Charles, what the hell is going on? We all got invitations.”
“Since when is Silvia getting married?”
“Didn’t you say she had a purity thing?”
Ken lowered his voice.
“Then how could she…”
Their voices trailed off, growing quieter and quieter.
Because Charles’s expression was growing darker and darker.
Jeffery was still muttering: “And that kid Richard—I looked into him specifically. He’s the heir to the Soros family. Not exactly the desperate type we imagined.”
Charles stood rooted to the spot, his head buzzing.
Heir.
Not short on money.
Then why had he volunteered himself?
Why pretend it was about cash?
Why let Charles believe he was just some broke student who could be dismissed at will?
The music playing through the venue was something light and slow.
Charles stood there, staring down the red carpet ahead.
He suddenly grabbed a passing staff member, his voice tight: “When does the ceremony start?”
The person blinked. “The ceremony? Today’s event ended a while ago—the bride and groom left about half an hour ago. Did you arrive late?”
Charles went still. As if every ounce of strength had been drained from his body.
Mark came up and patted his shoulder.
“Charles, don’t panic. Maybe it’s a misunderstanding? “
She wasn’t trying to provoke him. She had actually married someone else.
The groom just wasn’t him.
Charles stood in the empty wedding venue and felt cold.