When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 174

Elise watched the clock, each minute dragging by. Her eyelid wouldn’t stop twitching. “Why aren’t they here yet? They’re already late.”

Layton, sitting nearby, seemed much more relaxed. “What’s the big deal? He said he’d come pick her up. You think Albert’s going to bail on her?”

Carola sat by the window in her wedding dress, waiting and waiting. The street outside stayed quiet. No sign of Albert’s convoy.

“Carola, don’t stress. Maybe they’re just stuck in traffic,” someone tried to reassure her.

But it was her wedding day, and timing was everything. Normally people left early for something this important. Being late just didn’t happen.

Carola pressed her lips together, silent, her mind wandering. She wanted to call Albert, but worried it would make her seem desperate.

While everyone else was caught up in their own anxious thoughts, Albert’s wedding car finally rolled up in front of The Brown Estate.

“They’re here, they’re here! Carola, look!”

“Wow, that’s a lot of cars. Hold on, let me count.” Kiki started counting, her voice growing quieter as she went. “One, two, three... Wait, why are there only fourteen?”

That number felt unlucky, and everyone knew it.

Carola forced a smile. “Kiki, maybe you counted wrong?”

Another bridesmaid gently tugged Kiki’s arm. “Forget about the cars. Let’s just get ready at the door. The important thing is he showed up.”

But the words didn’t do much for Carola’s mood. She still looked worried, her face drawn and tense. Then heavy footsteps echoed from the hallway, and someone knocked at the door, not too soft, not too hard.

“Carola, open up. We’re running out of time.”

The bridesmaids had planned all kinds of games for Albert, but now they just looked at each other, unsure what to do.

“Carola, should we open it?” someone whispered.

Sitting on the bed, Carola fought the prickling in her nose. “Just open it.”

Why were they late? Why was there never enough time? Couldn’t they have just left earlier?

Her mind spun with questions, but when the door opened and she saw Albert step inside, all her complaints faded. She stared at him, speechless. “Albert, what happened to your forehead?”

The bridesmaids gaped. Albert looked completely wrecked. There was a big bump on his forehead—impossible to miss.

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