Chapter 1


    Today, a grand wedding was held between the Guzman and Jimenez families in Arnelo. The


    banquet hall, which was thousands of square meters, was decorated luxuriously and dreamily.


    The priest invited the groom out. "Herees our handsome groom, Mr. Alfie Guzman!"


    There was a thunderous apuse for him.


    However, several seconds after the introduction, the groom, who was supposed toe out from


    one side of the stage, was nowhere to be seen.


    People sitting under the stage began to talk to their neighbors in whispers. The priest calmly smiled


    to make up for this "small ident," but half a minuteter, he realized something was wrong and


    became silent. The banquet hall fell quiet.


    Suddenly, a crisp p came from backstage, and those sitting close to the stage got a clear view of


    the backstage, only to see the groom, Alfie, after being pped by his mother, directly ripped off the


    corsage on his left chest, turned around, and strode outside.


    Meanwhile, Moira Jimenez was holding Aiken Jimenez by the arm, waiting backstage for the door to


    be pulled open, and then they woulde out and walk onto the stage that only belonged to Moira


    tonight.


    "Nervous?" Aiken asked and patted on Moira''s arm lovingly. She nced at her father with some


    shyness.


    Just as she was about to answer, she suddenly heard Mrs. Guzman''s voice behind her. "Alfie,e


    back here!"


    Subconsciously, she turned around to look, only to see Alfie hurriedly pass her. Seeing her, Alfie''s


    expression slightly changed. "Moira, I''m so sorry. But ire has an ident. The wedding will be


    postponed for a few days." While he was talking to her, he didn''t stop striding.


    Moira''s joy and happiness vanished as if doused with icy water.


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    Two minutes ago, when Aiken asked if she was nervous, she wanted to say yes, but not for


    marrying Alfie. She was worried the wedding wouldn''t go well, as ire ke said in the textst


    night.


    Aiken''s face disyed a mix of embarrassment and anger. Alfie left in the middle of the wedding,


    leaving all the family and friends sitting inside.


    Moira stood there, looking at Alfie running away, her body stiff and cold.


    No! She couldn''t let this happen!


    Moira came back to her senses and chased after Alfie with the hem of her wedding dress lifted.


    "Alfie!" She yelled his name from behind. She was wearing heels, and with every step she ran, her


    heels felt like a sharp knife peeling her feet off. But she didn''t stop. She gritted her teeth and tried


    hard to catch up with Alfie.


    The wedding was on the second floor. When Alfie ran to the stairway and heard Moira''s voice, his


    footsteps paused, but only for a second, and then he walked briskly out the door.


    When Moira rushed out, Alfie was across the street. She didn''t even think about it and


    subconsciously ran to him.


    Alfie was about to get into a car when suddenly there was a harsh sound of brakes, followed by his


    mother''s shriek. "Moira!"


    A ck sedan hit Moira, and the sharp pain in her lower leg spread instantly. She was knocked to


    the ground, blood oozing under the hem of the white wedding dress, her arms bruised everywhere.


    The beautiful bride was now miserable.


    Moira braced herself on the floor and painfully sat up, biting her lip and looking at Alfie with watery


    eyes. He was still standing by his car.


    ''Please stay. Will you choose me over ire, just this once?'' Moira begged inwardly.