It was supposed to be someone else's wedding, but in the chaos of the bride's absence, the question of "who is willing" suddenly arose.
Without even thinking, she stood up.
Everything happened so fast.
Put on your wedding dress, exchange vows, and be pushed into the spotlight.
Amidst astonishment and amazement, she became Ethan Grant 's wife.
For three years, she carefully guarded this position.
Cooking, waiting, taking care of him, whatever he needed, she did her best.
But no matter how hard she tried, the distance between them could never be narrowed.
Thinking about it now, she realized that her seven years of obsession was nothing more than a one-man show with no response.
That day should have been a celebration for others.
The wedding hall was ablaze with lights, flowers and crystal chandeliers complemented each other, and the guests gathered in a scene so grand it was enough to make headlines.
Anna Collins was just an inconspicuous member of the many invited guests. She sat in the crowd, so quiet that she was almost invisible.
However, the bride did not show up.
As time passed, whispers gradually began to rise from the audience, and gossip surged like a tide.
Some people suspected that the bride was being stubborn, while others speculated that the two had a temporary falling out.
Ethan Grant on the stage had a sullen expression on his face, a storm suppressed between his brows.
He called again and again, but only got endless busy tones.
In the end, his knuckles turned white from gripping the phone, and he suddenly sneered.
"Since the bride does not want to appear,"
He spoke slowly, his voice carrying throughout the room through the loudspeaker, cold and clear.
"Today, I, Ethan Grant, will have a new bride. Excuse me , is there any single lady here who would like to come on stage?"
With a loud bang, the auditorium was instantly in an uproar.
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other in bewilderment. No one had expected that this grand ceremony would turn into a farce.
Someone couldn't help but chuckle, "What the hell is this? Ridiculous!"
Some people were secretly excited and took out their mobile phones to take pictures frantically.
Anna Collins's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
She knew that if she stood up at this moment, she would become the target of public criticism and would be accused by everyone of being "the supporting role in the joke."
But she also knew that this was her only chance.
From the first time I met him, to the seven years of secret love, to the confusion at this moment .
All her thoughts, hesitations and patience converged into one thought at this moment.
So, amid the uproar, she slowly stood up.
Countless eyes were fixed on her.
Some were disdainful, some were shocked, and some sneered.
But she gritted her teeth and met Ethan Grant 's gaze.
That look was cold, yet filled with a hint of surprise.
"I do."
Her voice was not loud, but every word was clear.
The whole audience was silent for a moment.
Soon, the etiquette staff hurriedly took her backstage and hurriedly changed her into an ill-fitting wedding dress.
The zipper was a little tight, the skirt a little long, and she staggered as she walked, like a hastily put-together joke.
But when the wedding march sounded, Anna Collins still walked up the red carpet step by step.
She looked at the man in front of her, his brows were stern and his figure was tall and straight.
My heart was beating violently and my palms were covered in cold sweat.
This was a scenario she had never imagined.
She is both an intruder and an actor pushed onto the stage by fate.
Ethan Grant just looked at her coldly, as if she was just a "substitute" to fill the vacancy.
At that moment, she suddenly realized that all her courage was just a joke of fate.
