Marrying the Waverly Brothers Was My Best Friend and I's Mistake

My best friend and I fulfilled our long-held wish a reality, tying the knot with the Waverly brothers on the same unforgettable day.

I married the elder brother, a champion swimmer with an impressive record. At the same time, she wed the younger brother, a distinguished surgeon, at the top of his game.

What was meant to be a romantic honeymoon trip for the four of us found ourselves on a five-person trip, all thanks to their bittersweet first love.

While navigating the rapids during our rafting trip, an accident caused all three women to be tossed into the water at the same time.

Without missing a beat, the brothers jumped into the water, rushing toward their first love and leaving my best friend and me to be swept away by the raging currents.

By the time the lifeguards managed to haul us out of the water, we were bleeding heavily, our bodies battered and bruised.

The emergency doctors rotated through our emergency contacts, but each call echoed in the void and met with no response.

After a long struggle, they finally reached my husband, his voice laced with frustration. "Aveline, do you honestly think you'll perish if you don't see me? Azura nearly drowned and is under observation at the hospital. Can't you show a little more understanding?"

On the other end, my best friend's husband delivered a sharp reprimand, saying, "You'd better have a solid reason for calling me, or there will be hell to pay! If this is about Azura again, save yourself the embarrassment."

The doctors shared worried looks before breaking the news. They explained that we were experiencing a miscarriage due to heavy bleeding and needed urgent surgery.

Yet, both of them chimed in unison, "Even if you're going to tell a lie, at least make it convincing. Besides, that honeymoon baby wasn't exactly healthy. Even if you were pregnant, it would have to be terminated."

The moment the surgery consent forms were signed, my best friend and I exchanged knowing glances, silently agreeing to pursue divorce.

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As I stirred awake from the anesthesia, my first instinct was to reach for my phone and call Lennox, ready to ask for a divorce.

It was on my seventh attempt that he finally answered, his tone thick with annoyance. "What is it now? Can't you just drop it?"

We hadn't even wrapped up our honeymoon, and already, he felt this much disdain for me.

Through her fragile wails, I caught the sound of Lennox and Milo hastening to wrap her in comfort.

Swallowing my bitterness, I cut to the chase and declared, "This honeymoon is done. Let's file for divorce as soon as we get back."

At the mention of divorce, Lennox's breath caught in his throat, and he exploded with anger. "Aveline, have you lost your mind? I already told you Azura is in the hospital, and I need to be by her side!"

"If it weren't for you and Chloe pushing to be on this same boat, Azura wouldn't have fallen in the first place!" he bellowed. "You've neglected her, and now you're acting jealous? I gave you the marriage you wanted, but you're still being so petty. What's the use of it all?"

"You're completely right. The honeymoon has come to an end. You and your dear friend can wander off wherever you want! Just keep your distance from me and my brother!"

Before I could utter another word, he hung up, leaving me with the harsh reality that he had married me merely to satisfy my whim.

He probably lost sight of the promise he made, declaring he would marry no one else in this lifetime except for me.

It was Azura who proposed the rafting trip. She was adamant about embarking on the journey, brushing aside our concerns.

Once Azura declared her intentions, Lennox and Milo jumped at the opportunity, immediately making all the arrangements.

If it weren't for Azura's enthusiasm, Chloe and I would never have found ourselves on that rafting adventure.

In addition, a boat accommodating four had been the perfect setup. Azura had clearly been the extra passenger, yet it was Chloe and I who had been left to drift alone.

Once we fell into the water, the relentless rapids tossed us about like leaves in a gale, leaving us light-headed and weak from swallowing so much water.

If Chloe hadn't caught me at that moment we slammed into the rocks, I'd have ended up with my head split open.

Who would've believed that the children we once dreamed of would vanish as silently as our marriages, fading without a trace?

Chloe regained consciousness later, only to find that Milo had blocked her out, unreachable.

We sat in silence, tears streaming down our faces. Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification for a trending video.

Curious, I opened the video and found it was a viral sensation featuring the Waverly brothers gallantly saving their first love.

In the clip, Lennox and Milo united in their efforts, lifting Azura from the swirling currents, their hold firm against the fierce rapids.

As soon as Azura was brought to safety, her words about chest tightness set Lennox into a frenzy of action, performing CPR without hesitation. Milo quickly joined him, carefully tending to her barely visible wounds.

With each passing moment, viewers were filled with envy, dreaming of being swept away by the rescue of not one but two dashing men.

In the comments beneath the viral video, Azura wrote with excitement, [What can I do to repay the lifesaving favor? I'm anxiously waiting online—it's urgent!]

Almost instantly, her comment was showered with upvotes and pinned at the top for everyone to admire.

Netizens eagerly showered her with a flurry of suggestions.

[You should repay the favor with a wedding!]

[Two stunningly handsome husbands? Girl, seize the moment! Don't wait too long, or they'll be snatched away!]

Blushing at the enthusiastic replies, Azura responded, [Alright, I'm all in! Family, get ready for the wedding treats!]

Love among the three was anything but suffocating; it was the constraints of my best and I's marriages that had stifled their connection.

In the background of the video, the two of us were swept away by the rapids, unnoticed. Much like the Waverly brothers, netizens only fixated on Azura's plunge into the water.

Knowing they desired a spectacle, we decided to put on a show.

In perfect unison, Chloe and I commented on the video, [Please notify our two gallant heroes to take a break from their honeymoon and divorce us so you three can continue your journey without interruption.]

With an air of confidence, Azura proudly showcased their relationship, fully assured of the Waverly brothers' steadfast affection.

If their love for her was genuine, what prompted them to marry us in the first place?

Just as we hit send on our comment, our inboxes flooded with messages.

The relentless netizens urged us to take a back seat, while some thoughtful ones provided us with comfort.

Two days of silence came to a crashing halt when Lennox called, his voice laced with fury. "Aveline, who authorized you to spread such nonsense online? Can't you manage a day without drumming up drama over your jealousy?"

He pressed on, "With Azura unable to swim and the situation critical, were you just going to stand by if I hadn't intervened?"

"If we hadn't joined forces to save her, what would you have done if something went wrong? Would you have been willing to trade your life for hers?"

"The lifeguards had already come to your aid. Quit playing the victim now that you're fine. Did you really bribe the doctors to claim you had a miscarriage? It's time to stop the lies."

"You and Chloe better remove that comment and issue a public apology to Azura. If the netizens continue to mislabel her as a homewrecker, I'll ensure you both regret it!"

It was a rare moment, the first time he had willingly reached out to me since the accident.

His lack of concern for Chloe and me was evident, as he took for granted that we had fared well, thanks to the lifeguards and our adept swimming skills.

He seemed unconcerned that my compliance with his demands for an apology would only fuel the netizens' insistence that Chloe and I surrender our marriages.

His sole concern was whether Azura would be unfairly judged due to our request for a divorce.

But Azura's attempt to force her way into our families was little more than a homewrecker's game.

The man I had adored for five long years truly felt nothing for me.

After all that time together, I had finally succeeded in getting him to promise marriage.

Yet, within two weeks of our wedding, the joy I had imagined was stolen away by the heartbreaking loss of our child.

Perhaps the moment our children came to realize their fathers hadn't truly picked their mothers, they instinctively chose to leave.

The Waverly brothers were true to their word. They vowed to eliminate the honeymoon babies, and even if this accident hadn't occurred, the children would have found a way to slip away.

Lennox hovered, impatience etched on his face as he snapped, "Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

I let out a scoff, meeting his gaze with calm defiance. "Are you deaf? I said we're getting a divorce."