Ex's wedding

Three days later, the owner of the dry cleaner called me to pick up the clothes.

Coincidentally, the big belly was delivered, so I went to get them together.

I was in an inexplicably good mood. I hummed a song with my headphones on while I got the fake belly, then went to get the dress and went home.

The sun was shining, and I tried on the dress first when I got home.

The dress had a complete makeover, the dusty pink color seemed to have been washed off, and the waistline was moved up to the chest.

The dress was loose to wear, so I tried to stuff a fake belly into it. The belly was cleverly designed, and the cotton used was soft and stretchy.

The fake belly was not heavy, I could walk easily.

The fake belly was designed with Velcro and stuck tightly, so I didn't have to worry about it falling off when I walked.

I was ready and just waiting to go to their wedding.

As I expected, Kyle didn't really invite me to be a bridesmaid, and she never contacted me again in the next few days.

I held the invitation and looked for the address. The wedding was held in a villa by the sea, and I didn't know whether they rented or bought it.

In short, Alaric was very willing to spend money.

Let's see what kind of misunderstanding my appearance would cause.

Three days before their wedding, I went to the mall and bought maternity clothes, baby clothes, and toys.

I planned to give those things to them on their wedding day.

Sure enough, Kyle and Alaric seemed to have forgotten my existence. They assumed that I would not go to their wedding scene.

I insisted on going.

I went out to take a taxi, the sun was blinding. Sitting in the back seat, I took out my makeup kit and put on a sickly look.

"Well..."

I looked at the driver, who was a girl. She hesitated to speak, so I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, pregnant women should not wear makeup."

I looked at my belly, then at her, "It's okay, I bought makeup for pregnant women."

"Mrs., your belly is so big, where is your husband? Is he invisible? You are pregnant and it is inconvenient to go anywhere, and your family is not with you. This kind of man is bad. Divorce him after you give birth to the child. He has no sense of responsibility."

She said excitedly. I looked at her in confusion and then smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I'm not pregnant. I just want revenge."

"Revenge? Who bullied you?" She was driving slowly, and looking at the address I was going to, she said, "I understand, don't worry, I'll go with you!"

"Isn't this a bad idea?" I put on my makeup and looked haggard. I tried to stop her, but she was too enthusiastic.

She was on the phone, and she said, "Girls, do you want to know gossip?"

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Miss, you don't have to do so. I can handle it myself."

She ignored my words and asked, "Where is your mother?"

My mother? I should look serious. My mother was so angry with Kyle that she broke up with her best friend Haylee.

Their decades-long friendship was ruined because of the grudges between the younger generations.

Now, she should be traveling in Antocrest.

"My mother went on a trip," I said softly, with a touch of loneliness in my tone.

"Then you should take me with you. Girl, think about it. If you go alone and they beat you and scold you, wouldn't you be at a disadvantage facing people without morals?"

I pondered, agreed with her words, and nodded.

"Right? Think about it. Do you usually curse at people?"

I shook my head.

"Look, you are a high-quality talent. You can't argue with low-quality people."

I thought of Kyle. Every time she saw Alaric, her tone was sweet, which made me feel comfortable.

When we were still best friends, I asked her why she was acting cute towards Alaric.

She said frankly, "I have a project to test whether men have no resistance to sweet voices."

I was so foolish to believe her!

"You have been thinking for so long, haven't you suffered from your innocence?"

Being seen through by her, my face instantly turned red.

"You are not silly enough, and your face does not look miserable enough, I will put makeup on you again later!" The driver said proudly, and I was a little surprised.