Today was my wedding day.
To be exact, it was the day of my second wedding.
When the wedding was about to start, I was pulled away by Sara.
Her hair was messy. Her clothes looked like she hadn't changed in several days. She was glaring at me with a distorted face.
She looked different from how she was a few months ago.
I didn't know how she got here.
"I knew from the beginning that you were not a good woman.
"You are a bitch and know how to seduce men."
That was so mean. "Nonsense."
"Nonsense? We are so unlucky to have a daughter-in-law like you. You have already found a new husband before my son dead, right?"
She spoke angrily, grabbed my hand and was about to walk out.
"You can't get married while I'm here."
"I'm warning you. Let me go immediately, or I'll call security."
I tried to pull my hand out secretly, but I couldn't.
Sara looked thin, but she was strong.
"You're not leaving, right? Okay, if you don't leave, I won't get up today." She sat down on the ground.
Obviously, when her first plan failed, she resorted to rogue tactics.
If it were in the past, I might have been soft-hearted. After all, she had just lost her son and was in a bad mental state.
But now, I knew the family.
I told her directly.
"Okay. Nobody cares about you."
None of them wished me well.
At this moment, she wanted me to stop the wedding. No way.
"Do you agree or not? If you promise me, I'll get up."
Sara waited for a long time. When she saw that I had no intention of coaxing her, she lost her patience.
"You can sit for a while. I think you like that."
My words made Sara so angry that her face turned red. She got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and shouted.
"Is this how your parents taught you to talk to elders?"
I sneered, "Even elders can be good or bad. You don't deserve my respect."
Sara was not an easy person to deal with.
She had always looked down on me ever since I married to her son.
Sara thought I was not pretty, and my family was poor.
She didn't think I was good enough for Bob Sims.
She made things difficult for me in every way and often spoke ill of me in front of her son.
When my ex-husband, Bob, died, I was already several months pregnant.
Bob was Sara's only son.
It happened suddenly. And I had been looking forward to having a child for a long time.
I originally wanted to give birth to the child and raise him well.
And then I would take care of Sara until her death.
I'd rather never marry again.
But I was surprised that Sara would come to the funeral and say that I had cheated on my husband a long time ago.
She said I was acting like I was being noble.
No matter how I denied it, she refused to acknowledge the baby in my belly and humiliated me in public.
It was Bob who cheated on me, but I still wanted to preserved his dignity.
But Sara said I was a sinner.
Chapter 2After the funeral, I had no choice but to return to my parents' home.
But I hadn't seen them in a long time.
What was more, I was pregnant.
My family members just wanted me to get married again as soon as possible.
It was at this time that Elise Duncan proposed to me.
I rejected him at first.
But he said he knew my situation. He said, "I have had a crush on you for many years. I want to give you a home. And the child needs a father when he grows up."
He took me directly to meet his family and friends to show his serious attitude.
I was already homeless.
And he was right about one thing.
Besides myself, I also have to think about my baby.
Therefore, I accepted his proposal.
With his company, I gradually healed my wounds.
It was our wedding day.
Sara, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came uninvited.
The first thing she did was to make me escape from the marriage.
She was so shameless.
"You have to get married today, right?"
When I came to my senses, all I could hear was her voice.
"You said you love my son. You said I slandered you. But you want to marry someone else."
She raised her eyes and asked with contempt.
"Is this how you prove that you are pregnant with Bob's child?"
My heart ached.
The child was slandered as having unknown origins before he was even born.
I spent many a midnight dream wondering if I was too useless as a mother.
My child was bullied just when it was still in my belly.
"How do you want me to prove it?" I heard myself ask softly.
Sara thought I had given in and looked at me smugly.
"You should be a widow for my son all your life."
...
I was amused by her words.
I reminded her, "In the beginning, you were the one who asked me to leave in front of everyone."
"I was testing you. But you couldn't stand it."
Sara replied confidently, even threatening me.
"If you don't come with me today, it means you have something to hide. I will make you pay for it."
I had been bullied by her for years.
She thought I would be obedient as always, so she glanced around and took a few steps.
I glanced at her hand and quickly looked away.
"Well."
Sara looked at me with disdain without a doubt.
I was expected to compromise.
She pushed the door open confidently and walked out with a swagger.
This room was located at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the hotel. She specially selected it.
As I was walking through the lobby, I suddenly bumped into a guest.
"Carol, where did you go just now? I've been looking for you for a long time."
The noise was a bit loud. The bridesmaid noticed me. "Where's your wedding dress? Why did you take it off?"
The guests all looked over here.
"I lost my necklace and it's hard to find it in my wedding dress," I answered without thinking.
"What? It was just on the dressing table." The bridesmaid's voice suddenly became louder.
That necklace was specially made for me by Elise's mother. It was valuable.
Elise and his mother also rushed over after hearing the noise.
At this moment, I glanced at Sara and spoke cautiously.
"I just saw her take something from the table and put it in her pocket."
The meaning of the words was self-evident.
Everyone suddenly turned to Sara.
Sara didn't expect me to suddenly attack her, and she yelled, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't take your things."
But her panicked eyes betrayed her.
Someone among the guests recognized her.
She had always been strong, so naturally there were people who didn't like what she did and immediately suggested.
"We will know if you take it out and show us."
"Yes, it's a wedding day. Don't miss the time."
"It's not a big deal. If you really didn't take it, Carol would apologize to you. What are you afraid of?"
When someone spoke, others agreed.
"How do you think?"
She was speechless and could only stare at me.
I ignored the threat in her eyes, thought about it carefully, and gave an answer.
"I guess I'm not mistaken."
Sara thought I couldn't see her from that angle, so she took the necklace I had placed on the table before I had time to put it on.
"If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. If it wasn't you who took it, I will apologize to you." I added.
Everyone's eyes were focused on her.