Chapter 8 - The Bride's Meltdown
Vanessa completely lost her mind. The sophisticated, elegant persona she had cultivated for years disintegrated into raw, hysterical rage.
"You ruined my wedding!" Vanessa screamed, lunging at Clara with her manicured nails outstretched. "You ruined my life, you filthy little waitress!"
Before she could reach Clara, Julian stood up and grabbed Vanessa by her shoulders, shoving her backward so hard she stumbled over her own dress train, crashing down onto a nearby banquet table.
Plates shattered, wine glasses overturned, and red wine soaked her pristine white lace gown, making her look like a frantic mess on the floor.
"Get away from her!" Julian roared, his voice shaking the crystal chandeliers. "You tricked me for three years! You made me believe my child was dead while you lived in luxury!"
"Julian, baby, listen to me!" Vanessa sobbed from the floor, wiping red wine off her veil. "I did it for us! She wasn't right for you! She's poor! She would have ruined your family's reputation!"
"You ruined this family!" Julian yelled back, his face contorted in disgust.
He reached up to his neck, tore off his black silk bowtie, and unbuttoned his collar, stripping off his tuxedo jacket and throwing it onto the floor beside Vanessa.
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"The wedding is over!" Julian declared to the entire room.
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