He Humiliated Me at Our Wedding, I Married His RivalChapter 1
On our wedding day, my fiancé claimed his secretary was carsick and told me to sit in the back car.
As the bride, not being allowed to ride in the front was unthinkable.
I asked my future mother-in-law and sister-in-law for support, but they both surprisingly sided against me, urging me to be magnanimous.
Relatives and friends were waiting to see me smile, especially jealous colleagues who had already recorded a video mocking me.
I climbed into my childhood sweetheart’s passenger seat. “Didn’t you say you didn’t want me to marry anyone else? So, are we getting our marriage certificate now?”
My childhood sweetheart beamed. “Absolutely!”
When my ex-fiancé’s family found out I had already gotten a marriage certificate with someone else, they panicked...
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I woke up early today and finally finished all the wedding procedures.
Just as I was about to get into the wedding car, holding up The Heirloom Gown, Jason Miller stopped me.
“Wait a moment. You have to sit in the back car.”
I froze. “What?”
“Selena is carsick, so she has to sit in the front. Just bear with it; it’s not far.”
“Jason, today’s our wedding. I’m the bride. I sit in the back car; you and your secretary sit in front. Isn’t that obvious?”
“Besides, most people with carsickness roll down the window or, at worst, sit in the front passenger seat. This is the first time I’ve heard someone has to sit in the front.”
Selena Quinn’s smugness was unbearable. “Sorry, Lydia, my condition is unusual. Mr. Shen felt sorry for me and insisted I ride in the front car with him.”
“I didn’t want to. It’s against protocol.”
I was furious.
“You know it breaks protocol.”
But with so many relatives and friends around, I held back and spoke calmly. “The first car is always for the bride and groom. If you let Selena ride with you, people who don’t know will think you’re marrying her.”
“Why care what others think? Friends and family here know who I’m marrying.”
Seeing I couldn’t convince him, I went to his mother.
“Mom, Jason insists his secretary rides in the first car and told me to find a seat in the back.”
Before she could reply, his sister interrupted.
“Sis-in-law, if my brother asked you to, just do it. It’s not a big deal. Why complain to me?”