It’s my wedding day 6

It’s my wedding day 6

But after seeing the Lancasters’ shameless behavior, I realized that some people would never be grateful—no matter how much you gave them.

 

They needed a harsh lesson—one they wouldn’t forget.

 

“Money… Money…” Lilian muttered blankly, pacing back and forth in agitation.

 

Then, all of a sudden, she spun around and shouted at me, “Fine! If you want the money back, then return the wedding gift first!”

 

Isabelle joined in instantly. “That’s right! My brother gave you a million dollars as a wedding gift. You can’t just keep it!”

 

Hearing their ridiculous argument, Mom and Dad exchanged a glance, both of them sighing in exasperation.

 

I held onto the last shred of my patience as I explained, “Mrs. Lancaster, have you forgotten? When your family came to propose, you called me desperate and refused to pay a single cent in wedding gifts.

 

“It was my parents. Wanting to save your family from embarrassment, they took a million dollars out of their own pockets and told everyone it came from your family.”

 

My parents immediately confirmed my words.

 

Mom, wrapping her arms around me protectively, said, “That’s right! We weren’t going to argue over it. That money was meant as a starting fund for both of them.”

 

Her voice hardened. “But since your family has chosen to be so disgraceful, there’s nothing more to discuss.”

 

“You—” Lilian’s face twisted.

 

Realizing she could no longer squeeze any money out of me, she finally lost control.

 

She jabbed a finger in my face, ranting furiously, her anger spilling out uncontrollably, “You shameless woman, Clara Whitmore! You were the one who clung to my son, begging to marry into our family! And now, you’re backing out?”

 

Her voice turned vicious. “Do you think having a little money makes you special? Let me tell you the truth—Julian never even thought you were good enough for him! Who knows if that bastard in your belly is even his?

 

“Julian has plenty of women lining up for him, but a used-up, discarded woman like you? Good luck finding someone who would want you now!”

 

My parents’ expressions darkened instantly as they heard those filthy words.

 

Without another glance at Lilian, I pointed toward the security guards.

 

“What are you standing around for? Get them out of here.”

It’s my wedding day

It’s my wedding day

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