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Dear Brother You Picked the Wrong Sister to Betray novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Clutching my bouquet, I walked onto the stage alone. The only ones waiting for me at the altar were Gideon’s parents.

My own parents had passed away years ago. Other than the brother who had just thrown wine in my face, I had no blood relatives left in this world.

Under the stunned gaze of every guest, I calmly took the microphone from the officiant’s hand.

Im sorry to appear before you all like this. First, please accept my apologies.

Gideon, finally realizing what was happening, rushed onto the stage and grabbed my arm.

Aurora, what do you think you’re doing?

What you wanted me to do all along!

As you can all see, my fiancé, Mr. Bernard, hasn’t even bothered to change into his tuxedo.

He claims I manipulated him into this wedding. Well, let’s just say I’m done manipulating. I am officially announcing that my engagement to Gideon Bernard is off! From this day forward, our lives are our own!

With that, I dropped the mic, shook off Gideon’s hand, and walked off the stage.

Behind me, the venue erupted into chaos.

In front of me stood Felix, his face still pale and panicked.

He reached for me, but his hand froze when he saw the glaring crimson stain on my dress.

I didn’t stop for anyone. I tossed my bouquet aside and brushed right past Felix.

At the entrance, a fuming Eleanor had already pulled the car around.

Aurora! Get in!

It wasn’t until I was safely in the car that I realized my hands were shaking.

In the rearview mirror, my own face stared back at me, makeup smudged and streaked with tears.

Eleanor handed me a couple of tissues, cursing Gideon under her breath.

He used to be such a sweet kid. How did he turn into such a monster?

He used to adore you! That bastard. He changes his mind faster than he changes his damn clothes!

Her voice trailed off as she watched me bury my face in the tissues, silent for a long, long time.

Aurora

I’m okay, Eleanor, really, I just miss my mom.

The car fell silent. I leaned my head against the window, watching the scenery blur past, feeling the profound weight of how much everything had changed.

It turned out I was the only fool who had been standing still all this time, refusing to move on.

The truth was, Felix and Gideon used to be so good to me when we were little. Truly, so good.

My mother was a worldrenowned wedding dress designer.

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