He Chose Her On Our Wedding Night So I Took Everything Chapter 03
Eric didn’t respond to me.
He just put an arm around Madison and guided her back into the guest room. Before he shut the door, he said one last thing:
“Come find me when you’ve calmed down.”
Through the closing crack, Madison shot me a final, triumphant smile.
Just before the door clicked shut, I heard her ask:
“Eric, she’s still out there.”
“Just ignore her.”
“She looks so pathetic, standing there in her wedding dress.”
“Maddie, don’t let her ruin our night.”
I set the champagne flute down, turned, and picked up my phone and coat.
Muffled laughter drifted from the guest room.
“Keep it down. There are still people out there.”
“She’ll leave on her own when she sees no one’s paying attention to her.”
As the two maids passed by, they were whispering again.
“All that talk, and she’s still hanging around?”
“The wedding already happened. There’s no way she’d cancel tomorrow over something so small.”
Eric must have heard footsteps, because he spoke to me through the door.
“Elodie, get some sleep. We have breakfast with my parents in the morning, and then we’re going to get the license. Don’t be late.”
From inside, Madison asked, “So, are you coming back to the master bedroom tonight?”
“No,” he answered immediately.
I picked up my bag and sent a message to my driver.
Madison raised her voice again, making sure I could hear.
“Don’t blame me for this, Elodie. You see now who really matters to Eric. The sooner you accept that, the better off you’ll be.”
The lock clicked.
I didn’t wait any longer.
When the driver pulled up to the front entrance, Diane tried to stop me.
“It’s very late. If you leave like this, it will be very difficult for Eric’s parents.”
I looked at her.
“Where I go does not require the Hawthorne family’s approval.”
It wasn’t until the car had left the hills of Bel Air that I realized I’d been clutching my phone the entire time, my fingers stiff and cold.
Hawthorne Apparel had been struggling for years, plagued by cash flow and supply chain problems.
My family had only been willing to give them a chance because I liked Eric.
From fabric sourcing to retail channels, I had personally overseen several rounds of proposals. The plan was to push through a new annual procurement framework right after the civil marriage.
There was no need for that now.
I sent a message to the Carrington Group’s general counsel.
[Effective tomorrow, put all pending agreements with Hawthorne on hold. Execute existing contracts per their terms. Freeze all unapproved credit and new orders.]
Then I canceled the marriage appointment.
The whole process was easier than picking out a wedding dress.