Chapter 4

I sat before the dressing table, looking at my sad face in the mirror; I suddenly felt bitter. My eyes are puffy because I cried all night last night; even though the makeup artist tried to cover it under makeup, it didn't do much.

On the wedding day, people are supposed to be cheerful and happy, but I put on the face of a mourner. In my dreams, I always dreamed that I could walk beside Asher, put on my best wedding dress, and receive everyone's blessings. But now, all my wishes are shattered.

"You should be happy to be married to such a big character as Alpha Elias; why display such a disgruntled expression here?" The disgruntled makeup artist pouted.

I smiled faintly, sarcastically. "If it feels so good, will you marry him instead of me?"

After hearing that sentence, the makeup lady's face turned pale; she didn't dare to be rude to me anymore. Almost everyone trembled as a dog caught in the rain when they listened to that sentence. Yes, no one is willing to marry a cruel like Elias; if so, she must be crazy.

After completing the task, the makeup artist left the room, and only I remained there. The phone on the table vibrated; I glanced sideways and saw Elias sent a message. I didn't watch it but directly moved it to the trash. I had given up hope for my love for him. I've been waiting all night, and before I step foot in here, I still pray for him to think again. But in the end, it was nothing!

He didn't need me; why should I miss him?

Even though I tried to cheer myself up, tears still streamed down my face. I promised myself that I wouldn't cry anymore, but every time I remember the happy times that have passed, it still makes me feel sad. But then I looked in the mirror and regained my composure.

When it was time for the ceremony, I walked alone to the aisle. If I still have a father, he will be the one to take my hand and give it to the groom. But nothing, no one. I stood alone on the high platform, clutching the flower, absentmindedly looking out at the large door.

My groom has yet to arrive!

It's been 30 minutes; I still haven't seen his face. The people below soon lost their patience and started gossiping. Instead of pitying me, they laughed and mocked me when they didn't see Elias.

Stella haughtily played with her hair, laughing mockingly. "It's a pity that the groom didn't come on the wedding day; it's a disgrace."

My palms were cold and sweaty, I felt angry at her teasing, but I couldn't show it. It's not me who should be standing here and being derided by everyone but her.

"It's outrageous; he's already over an hour late!" A disgruntled voice resounded.

I didn't even need to look to realize it was Asher, but I didn't look at him; I just stood there with my head held high to hide my weakness. I don't need his pity; I don't want his mercy.

The crowd talking grew, and some people couldn't take it anymore, so they left. The number of visitors was low; only a few people now remained in a cold cemetery. Before leaving, they all laughed at me being abandoned by my groom on the wedding day.

"Infamy! If it were me, I'd be dead!"

"It's hard to imagine on the day of marriage being abandoned like that, knowing that it is not appreciated at first glance; if you get married, you will suffer for the rest of your life."

“…”

The harsh words kept pouring into my ears like invisible blades. I wanted to collapse at that moment or run away, but in the end, I still chose to stay there.

Asher couldn't hold it any longer, so he grabbed my hand and roared. "He doesn't take you seriously, don't get married."

My anger flared up; I pushed Asher's hand away and said coldly. "You have no right to interfere in my private affairs."

Asher was shocked at my harsh attitude. I laugh at myself. That is also true; I always worshiped him as a god before. The best things were for him, I never dared to get angry or angry unreasonably, and gradually in Asher's eyes, I was a cat with all its claws cut off. If only he understood that I could go crazy and scratch his face if I wanted to, but I don't do it just because I love him.

"Sorry I'm late; it's raining outside!" A pleasant male voice rang out; all eyes focused on the man who had just arrived.

He was wearing a white suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he was smiling brightly. He is not as beautiful as Asher, but his stern demeanor and face are attractive. His appearance differs from what I have heard about Elias; he looks gentler than rumors say.

Asher assessed the new man once and then frowned. "You're not Elias?"

My heart ached, but I didn't show it; I just glanced at him and waited for an answer.

"It's so embarrassing. I'm Marcus, Beta of Blood Moon. Our Alpha doesn't like the rain, so I went to pick up Luna on his behalf. You guys don't mind, do you?" Marcus rubs his nose, looking a little shyly at me.

Of course, our Alpha and Luna don't mind. They just wanted to push me away quickly and expect a promise from Apha Elias to stop the war.

"Of course, Beta is also a noble person; replacing Alpha is not too much," Alpha replied cheerfully.

Luna pretended to be pitiful, looking at me, and then said. "Daughter, what a loss for you."

Marcus laughed. "No loss; we will find a way to compensate for Luna later."

My hands are cold; my heart is almost dead. What could be more ironic than when the groom did not appear on the wedding day because it was raining, so he didn't come and sent another person to pick up his bride?

Asher wanted to charge but was quickly held back by Luna, who was as docile as a cat when given a warning glance from Alpha.

I smiled faintly; how did I forget I could never match his throne? What am I looking forward to? Expecting him to throw it all away to protect me? Suddenly I found myself in a zone of stupidity; after so much trauma, I still have that attachment.

I passed Asher, strolled down the platform, and left the flowers behind. I looked at Marcus, calmly speaking. "I will go with you."

Just then, I heard Stella's suppressed laughter. She looked at me mockingly; from the shape of her mouth, I guessed what that meant. 'Bastard! Deserved!'

I lowered my eyes and followed Marcus, my heart numb from that moment.

Sitting in the car, I looked at where I lived one more time and then turned away. Behind me, I felt Asher's gaze never leaving me, but I never looked back. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, everything should be over, and I had to prepare to face the horrible things that would happen mentally.