No One But You

Do you have a bridesmaid?

I didn't think I was a bad woman who intervened in Brooke's family, because I searched the Internet for

information about Brooke's current wife these days.

Naturally, she was born into a well-known family. She had been married to Brooke for three years. But

maybe she could not get love from her husband, it was reported that she had repeatedly kept toy boys

as lovers and hang out nightclubs. Therefore, her reputation was quite bad.

Brooke probably didn't have any affection for her either. Just because her family background was

strong enough, Brooke turned a blind eye to what she did, and their marriage was maintained.

In my opinion, Brooke wanted to divorce her a long time ago, but he didn't have a valid reason.

So now he happened to do what he wanted because of me.

He had been married for three years and had no heirs because his wife could not have children. This

was the best excuse for him to divorce her. In addition, I had been pregnant for five months, so I

naturally asked him to marry me.

I was quite satisfied with the result, and I threw his divorce certificate back to him, "Come and marry

me in four days."

Then I turned around and continued to look out the window.

Brooke never left, standing behind me.

I guessed he wanted to tell me something, but I didn't want to talk with him.

I hated this world. Because some people were too rich, they did whatever they wanted.

But Brooke was a smart person. He was very good at observing the emotions of other people. He knew

that I didn't want to talk to him now, so he didn't say anything. He just stood behind me for a while and

left. For the past four days, I had been extremely muddle-headed. I didn't know if I should tell my

parents that I had been divorced and was about to get married for the second time.

After thinking about it carefully, I still didn't have the courage to say it to them.

I would rather they didn't know anything. I finally realized the advantage of being in two places and

separated from them. The day before the wedding, Brooke sent someone to deliver the wedding dress.

It seemed to be tailor-made for me. That wedding dress was very suitable for me. Now there were still

people who designed wedding dresses especially for pregnant women.

The person who brought the wedding dress begged me to try it on, so he could go back and reply to

Brooke. If it weren't for him to be so pitiful, I wouldn't bother to wear it.

This was probably the first time in my life that I wore a wedding dress. Daniel and I divorced before we

could make a wedding feast.

Probably no woman would resist wearing a wedding dress. I should be the first one.

In fact, the wedding dress was very beautiful. Just by touching the smooth fabrics, I knew that this

wedding dress was definitely valuable.

I didn't look bad in my wedding dress. Although I was pregnant, I hardly gained weight. Except for my

belly a little bigger, my facial features were still exquisite. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I put it on for a short time, then took it off and threw it on the bed.

Then wedding items came one after another, including jewelry, high heels, and bouquets. These things

piled up in a mess in a room.

Finally Brooke called me. This was probably the first time he called me.

He asked me on the phone if I had any good female friends to be bridesmaids, and if not, he

recommended his sister to me.

I was very curious. He should be forced to get married with me, why was he really enthusiastic about

it?

I declined his kindness. Although I didn't know what his sister was, I definitely dare not disturb her.

I said that I had a bridesmaid, who was beautiful and slender.

After hanging up Brooke's call, I leaned on the windowsill and thought about it seriously, and then

called one of my best friends.

Her name was Zofia Collins. She lived in the city where my parents were. I went to university in this

city, and then I stayed here to work and didn't go back.

Zofia was also in the same university as me. Her father fell ill in the year she graduated from the

university. She was the only child in the family, so she rushed back to take care of her father, and never

came back here. Since then, we had been separated. Although we had rarely seen each other in

recent years, we had not lost contact. She knew me and I knew her very well.

We used to video chat with each other several times a week, but since my pregnant belly became

bigger and obvious, I didn't talk to her again. She didn't know my current situation, and I didn't know

how to explain it to her.

In her opinion, I was a person who lived very clearly and knew what I wanted, but one day my life had

actually become what it was now.

But now, I didn't want to hide it from her.

Because I was lonely, I hoped someone could listen to my inner voice.

So I called Zofia. She should be at work at this time. She answered me quickly but with a very low

voice, " Hey, little crazy girl, what's wrong with you? Why are you calling me at this time? Our leader is

teaching others on stage now, he is furious and seems to be crazy."

Zofia always called me a little crazy girl, maybe I was indeed a little crazy in handling certain things.

"Zofia, listen to me now, I don't care if your leader is crazy or not, you must come to me tonight, and

then take a day off tomorrow."

"Why?"

"Be my bridesmaid."

"Ah? Didn't you say that you and Daniel won't make a wedding feast so quickly? Why don’t you tell me

until just now? I don't have time to get my hair done and buy clothes..."

"It's not Daniel."

"What? How could it not be Daniel?" Her voice suddenly became louder, regardless of whether her

leader was speaking on stage or not. "If you want to know the facts, ask for leave now. Take a taxi to

me at night, and I will reimburse you for the fare."

It was the first time I talked in this way, as if I was rich and wealthy. The taxi fare from her city to here

was at least three hundred dollars.

As soon as I finished speaking, I hung up.

Because I wanted to hold back this courage until Zofia stood in front of me, then I could say everything

at once.

In the evening, I specially asked Bennett to cook some more dishes. Zofia finally arrived at seven

o'clock.

I heard the car stop outside the yard, so I went out to meet her.

Zofia took several bags and got off the taxi. I didn't know what else she brought to me.

She liked to send me some specialties from our hometown at intervals, such as green bean sauce and

kippers, which were very delicious food.

Bennett and Stella went to help her carry things. My leg suddenly got cramped. I held the railing at the

door and couldn't move.

Zofia probably didn't know who Bennett and Stella were, so she bowed to thank them again and again.

She walked up to me and waved to me happily.

There were street lights in the yard, but they were not very bright.

She rushed in front of me and stretched her arms to hug me.

But my belly held her back.

She looked down strangely, and then her eyes froze on my belly.

After a while, she looked at me with almost idiotic eyes, "Are you pregnant?"