Chapter 3

I smiled and said, "Just invited a few of your ex-girlfriends."

His face instantly went pale. "What did you say? Are you crazy?"

He lowered his voice, angry. "I just added that nail tech on Ins and you're doing this? You have to cause a scene on our wedding day?!"

I picked up a glass of champagne and took a sip without responding.

Ethan stared at me for a while, then turned and left, his face dark as thunder.

After a while, he came back with his parents and mine following behind.

He said coldly, "Sophia, come to the dressing room. We need to talk."

My mom asked quietly, "Sophia, what's wrong?"

I didn't answer.

The group entered the dressing room and the door closed.

As soon as the door shut, his mother spoke first: "Sophia, what's the meaning of this? Inviting my son's ex-girlfriends on his wedding day? Have you no sense of occasion?"

I said calmly, "Mrs. Carter, I just invited a few friends to the wedding."

"Friends?" Ethan's father slammed his hand on the table. "My son said you invited his ex-girlfriends! Do you think I'm an idiot? You're deliberately trying to embarrass our family!"

Ethan pointed his finger at my nose, nearly poking my face. "Sophia, isn't this all because I added someone on Ins? Is this necessary? Inviting ex-girlfriends? Are you out of your mind?"

I looked at him and laughed. "Added someone on Ins? You noted her as hot body, fair skin, single, you flirted with another woman right in front of me, and you ask if this is necessary?"

Ethan's mother interrupted: "Men make small mistakes sometimes. Making such a scene, how will you live together after this? I'm telling you, we're cutting the wedding money to eight thousand. Let this be a lesson!"

My mom exploded: "What do you mean small mistakes? He flirted with another woman right in front of Sophia! How shameless can your family be!"

"What's wrong with our family?" Ethan's mother's voice was even louder. "Your daughter invited ex-girlfriends to the wedding! What kind of behavior is that? I'm telling you, if you want this wedding to happen, behave yourselves. If not, forget it!"

"You—" My dad's face turned red with anger.

"Eight thousand if you want the wedding, not a penny if you don't!" Ethan's mother turned her face away, crossing her arms.

My mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What kind of family are you? Don't you know what your own son is like? This wedding is off!"

"Fine, call it off! Who cares!" Ethan's mother sneered. "With your daughter's attitude, who'd want her after my son?"

"What did you say?!" My dad rushed forward to argue, but my mom held him back tightly.

The dressing room erupted into chaos. Ethan stood in the middle, not saying a word, his face even showing a hint of smugness.

I looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Of course we're having the wedding."

Everyone fell silent, all eyes turning to me.