The Wedding Dress

On the day of my wedding, my brother spilled red wine on my wedding dress.

“Stenna, you know very well that Carolina also Hikes Brayden, why are you making such a big fuss about the wedding!”

The fiancé, with a cold expression, leaned against the door and spoke in a low voice.

“I’ll give you two options, either wear this dirty wedding dress and complete the wedding ceremony.”

“Or, you immediately go to apologize to Carolina. Once you had appeased Carolina, I would then inform everyone that the wedding would be postponed.” But I didn’t get to choose.

I chose the third path, wearing my wedding dress, standing in front of a crowd of friends, announcing my divorce from Brayden.

But after I left, I heard that the leaders of the Byrock two major families had all gone crazy,

They searched all over the world for the top designers in an attempt to restore a wedding dress that had been soaked in red wine.

When Joey Collier stormed into the backstage, I had just put on my cherished wedding dress that I had kept for ten years.

Before I had a chance to stand in front of the mirror and appreciate it carefully, the young man who looked similar to me kicked open the door to the pasture

“Sienna Are you crazy or what? I warned you so many times, but you still insisted en holding this stupid ceremony!”