Chapter 487

Teresa hummed softly. Yesterday, after Jennifer left, Donald had actually called her. He’d booked a five-star hotel and told Teresa, “Jennifer’s going from the hotel to the wedding.”

“Okay,” Teresa replied calmly. She hadn’t planned to lend Jennifer the house and have the groom pick her up there.

“Teresa, one more thing. At the wedding, could you sing a song for Jennifer? She really loves an old song called ‘At Least I Still Have You.’ If you sing it for her, she’d be really happy,” Donald begged on the phone.

Teresa’s mind returned to the present, and she looked at Jennifer in her white wedding dress. Jennifer looked back. Their fight and arguments from yesterday, plus Teresa’s sharp words, were still fresh in her mind. Jennifer hadn’t slept all night. She thought Teresa wouldn’t show up. But surprisingly, Teresa did. A hint of emotion and relief flickered in Jennifer’s eyes.

Teresa’s phone rang. Evelyn said, “I’m with Isabel and can’t come over. Isabel and I are heading straight to the hotel for the meal. You stay and keep your sister company, okay?”

“Oh,” Teresa answered coldly.

“The wedding’s a big deal with so many eyes on us. No matter what, we can’t let people make fun of us. You get what I mean, right, Teresa?” Evelyn said.

Teresa remained cold. “I’m not a kid. Don’t worry about me.”

After she hung up, another bridesmaid arrived shortly after. “Jennifer, I’m late. Traffic was bad,” said the newcomer, Rebecca, Jennifer’s senior from Everport. Rebecca had taken a day off from the hospital just to be Jennifer’s bridesmaid.

After greeting Teresa, Rebecca pulled her into a private room. Rebecca examined Teresa’s attire—a loose beige blouse and a light pink, ankle-length tulle skirt. Teresa rarely wore skirts that long; before pregnancy, she usually wore pleated or pencil skirts.

“Your belly’s not obvious yet,” Rebecca said.

“Posterior wall pregnancy,” Teresa replied.

Rebecca sighed. “Your sister told me the baby’s dad’s a jerk.”

“She is…” Teresa was speechless. Thinking of Evelyn’s words, she took a deep breath. “Rebecca, can we not talk about my baby?”

“Alright, fine. You’re going through a lot alone. You should find a good guy and get married again soon,” Rebecca said.

Teresa said nothing more. Rebecca didn’t push and went to find Jennifer.

Miriam, in a gossipy tone, asked Teresa, “You know this bridesmaid?”

“We knew each other back in Everport,” Teresa said, touching Miriam’s dress. “That purple really suits you.”

Miriam smiled. “It’s okay, but it’s not as nice as that starry blue dress I wore when I was your bridesmaid.”

Teresa remained quiet. The past was gone. Nothing was left to say.

Miriam leaned in close and whispered, “Hey, what about Michael? Who’s watching him today?”

“Sherry got back to me. I told her to take Michael to the hotel to grab some food,” Teresa said.

Miriam was surprised. “Wow, you’re really bold letting Michael go to your sister’s wedding.”

Teresa shrugged. “There were over thirty tables of guests. It’s fine. He really wanted to go, so I told Sherry to have Michael sit on the side.”

Miriam nodded.

Around ten, the groom’s convoy arrived at the hotel, creating quite a scene. The hotel entrance buzzed with activity. Donald, in a black suit, arrived with the groomsmen to pick up the bride. The bridesmaids began causing a bit of a ruckus. One bridesmaid, noticing Edward’s good looks, asked him to take off his shirt and do one-handed push-ups.

Miriam protested, “No way. Let the groom do that, not the groomsmen.”

Everyone was surprised. Edward said, “I have a girlfriend. No way.” He winked at Miriam.

Then they focused their attention on Donald. He took off his jacket, kept his shirt on, and began doing push-ups. The bridesmaids counted twenty before stopping him, not wanting the groom to get too tired to carry the bride later.

Teresa heard the commotion outside but remained inside the room. Jennifer finally said, “Teresa, can you grab the bracelet on my table for me?”

Teresa looked at the turquoise bracelet. Jennifer explained it was a gift from Genevieve.

Teresa asked, “Isn’t Genevieve coming to your wedding?”

Jennifer said, “She didn’t want to come. When I visited her, she gave me this bracelet. If you like it, it’s yours.”

Teresa said, “I don’t want it.”

Jennifer put it on herself, looking at Teresa with mixed feelings. “Anyway, thanks for coming.”

Teresa didn’t answer and turned away. Outside, the wedding party finally overcame the bridesmaids’ challenges and came inside. Donald held a bouquet and saw Jennifer sitting on the bed, wearing her wedding dress and perfect makeup. He couldn’t look away.

“Honey,” he said, walking over quickly and half-kneeling before her, visibly moved. “You look amazing today.”

Jennifer smiled softly. A groomsman joked, “Donald’s lucky to marry the hospital’s beauty.” He glanced at Teresa standing by the curtains, looking stunning.

Donald laughed and told the groomsmen, “Nobody’s allowed to look at my wife. She’s mine. Hands off.”

They all respected that and turned away. Donald kissed Jennifer’s cheek, carefully helped her put on her wedding shoes, then carried her off the bed. They proudly took the bride to the wedding car. Fireworks went off on both sides. Everyone got into their cars.

The main car was a Rolls-Royce. It was Jennifer’s first time riding in one. Donald held her hand the entire time. It felt like they’d just met yesterday, everything still fresh in their minds. And now she was his wife.

The car headed to Donald’s place. Teresa didn’t go. Like Jonathan, she wanted to avoid suspicion. She figured Jonathan would be there, so she stayed away.

She planned to walk slowly to the hotel where dinner was. The weather was pleasant, not too hot or dry. Teresa felt a cool breeze and looked up. She saw someone she knew very well. Teresa froze. Jonathan hadn’t expected to see her either. Their eyes met.

Teresa was the first to speak. “What a coincidence. I thought you’d be at Donald’s.”

Jonathan paused for two seconds, raised his eyebrows, and said, “Rare. We actually think alike.”