The Sinful Wife Weaves Deceitful Love

In my previous life, the night before the wedding, Hale didn't return home.

It wasn't until four in the morning that he came back, reeking of alcohol.

When asked, he claimed he was helping his sister and had accidentally fallen asleep after having a few drinks.

Now, it seemed likely that it had something to do with Eden.

I gave her a call.

"Hello, honey, what's up?"

The moment I heard her voice, I felt a wave of nausea.

Her voice was sickly sweet, something I used to love in my previous life. How could I have ever liked it?

Suppressing the urge to vomit, I asked her.

"Darling, how's the setup on your end? Do you need any help?"

She refused repeatedly, "No, no, no need. In our hometown, it's tradition for the bride and groom not to meet before the wedding. Stay put and don't come over. We have enough people here. Love you!"

After saying that, she hung up quickly.

We began analyzing the situation.

Her hometown wasn't far from the city, only about a half-hour drive.

Eden didn't like the idea of getting married in the village, so she had me book two five-star hotel rooms, supposedly for her and her bridesmaids.

She didn't have many friends, just the two bridesmaids.

So two rooms seemed a bit extravagant.

Seeing my face grow darker, Dick volunteered to go and observe secretly.

There wasn't much else we could do.

After Dick left, I received a call from Eden's mother.

"Daniel, there's a change of plans, and I need to tell you in advance!"

I was taken aback and put her on speaker.

"Sure, go ahead, Auntie."

"Well, two buses might not be enough. Hurry and get another one. The whole village is coming, and many people from Eden's grandmother's side are also attending."

"And tomorrow, we've arranged for twelve people to block the door. Prepare a red envelope with 666 dollars for each. It's a good omen and looks impressive!"

"Oh, and prepare a big red envelope with 10,000 dollars for the master who matched your horoscopes and chose the auspicious date. We owe him thanks. Without his approval, we wouldn't be willing to let our daughter marry you!"

John silently cursed beside me, calling them shameless.

A plan suddenly formed in my mind.

They cared about appearances, right? Tomorrow, I'd make sure their entire family lost face!