Chapter 1 — There Is Light At The End Of The Road

The wedding is going on, I absolutely refuse to step on stage. The groom frantically pulled me, I pointed straight at Bach Nguyet Quang: "The person who registered to marry you is her." Right in the middle of the wedding ceremony, more than three hundred guests were waiting for me to step on stage. The groom stood on the stage, his smile gradually stiffening.

"Hurry up here, don't bother yourself anymore."

I still sat still in the stands, not moving at all. Because just an hour ago, I discovered that three days ago he had secretly registered his marriage with his white moonlight. They all thought I still didn't know. Seeing that I refused to get up, he impatiently rushed down to the stage and grabbed my hand.

"What do you mean? How many people are watching!"

I smiled, coldly pushed his hand away, then pointed towards the woman standing silently in the corner of the hall.

"On the marriage certificate, the person standing next to your name is not me."

"She is your legal wife."

"If you want to continue the wedding..."

"Then invite her on stage."

The whole hall immediately shook. In the wedding hall, the wedding ceremony was held. Three hundred guests were present. The music echoed throughout the auditorium. I sat right in the middle of the front row of seats under the stage, from beginning to end, not moving at all. On the ceremony platform, my fiance, Luc Triet, wore a neatly tailored white suit, but the smile on his lips was about to be unbearable. Under the bright crystal lights, he continuously gestured to me with his hand.

"Tham Du, come here quickly."

"Don't hesitate anymore, the good time is almost here."

MC could only smile wryly to put out the fire, his forehead was covered in sweat.

"Perhaps our bride is too emotional. Please give her a warmer round of applause to invite her on stage!"

Sporadic applause rang out. The eyes of all the guests were like countless small needles, simultaneously pinning on me. I clearly heard the whispers.

"What's up?"

"Why hasn't the bride gone on stage yet?"

"Are you two arguing?"

I raised my head and met Luc Triet's impatient eyes. The urge in his eyes gradually turned into a warning. I smiled slightly. He thinks I don't know. Three days ago, he and his white moonlight, To Van, quietly went to the Civil Affairs Department to register their marriage. Those two bright red marriage certificates are now resting in my bag. An hour ago, I opened that parcel myself. They all thought I was still a blindfolded idiot all this time. Finally, Luc Triet couldn't bear it anymore. He handed the microphone to the MC, his face darkened, and strode down the stage. As soon as I got there, he immediately squeezed my wrist. The force was so strong that it hurt.

"Tham Du, what do you mean?"

He lowered his voice, but his anger was almost irrepressible.

"So many people are watching! You're trying to make me lose face, right?"

I slowly removed each of his fingers from my wrist. The place where he squeezed tightly had a red, hot streak. I raised my eyes. The smile on my lips still hasn't disappeared. I pointed to a corner of the hall. The woman was wearing an elegant short white dress, her face was as pale as paper. She stood there, just like a white lotus flower about to wither, her eyes full of panic looking at us. In the blink of an eye, everything The guests' gazes all followed my finger and simultaneously turned to her.

"Luc Triet."

I spoke up. The voice was not loud, but the hall suddenly became suffocatingly quiet, every word was chillingly clear.

"On those two marriage certificates..."

"The bride's name is not me."

I stopped for a moment, looking at his face that was suddenly white and bloodless.

"She, To Van..."

"She is my legal wife according to the law."

"If you want to hold a wedding..."

"Then you should invite her on stage."

"Not me, the one who has been fooled by you for the past three years."

The whole hall fell into silence. Just then... The entire auditorium exploded. Everyone stood up at the same time, their frightened eyes constantly shifting between the three of us. Flash lights flash wildly.

"Oh my god! Is this real?"

"You're not married yet but the groom has already registered his marriage with someone else?"

"This is so shocking!"

Luc Triet's mother, who had just raised her head high to receive the guests' congratulations, suddenly screamed. Her eyes rolled back and she fell backwards. The whole hall immediately became chaotic. Luc Triet rushed forward to cover my mouth, but the bridesmaid standing next to him promptly stopped him. He screamed like crazy.

"Tham Du! Are you crazy?"

I don't bother looking at him again. I slowly stood up, smoothing the wedding dress worth more than six figures on my body. Then turn your back. One step at a time. Leaving this luxurious but extremely dirty hotel. Behind him, the noise and curses were completely blocked out by the heavy door. The midday sunlight fell on me. It's a bit dazzling. But more than anything... Is warmth.