Chapter 2: Your Husband Is A Billionaire
A car stopped in front of the wedding hall, and a blond girl in her mid-twenties, wearing a short peach-colored dress and matching heels, rushed out of it.
"I'm late for the wedding. Nat is going to strangle me." She hurried towards the grand wedding hall, only to see a familiar-looking woman in a wedding dress marching out of the door.
"Is that Nat?" She quickened her pace and called out, "Nat?"
Natalie, her mind chaotic with various thoughts and emotions, stopped when she heard the familiar voice. Her tear-filled eyes finally focused on the familiar figure standing a few steps away—her best friend, Mia.
"Why are you out of the wedding hall?" Mia walked up to her, her face turning worried as she noticed Natalie's tear-streaked cheeks. "Is everything alright, Nat?"
Natalie shook her head. "Nothing is alright." The tears she had held back now flowed freely.
Mia hugged her. "Calm down. Tell me what happened."
"First, take me away from here. I want to go away."
"The wedding?"
"It's not happening."
"What?"