Chapter 3
Ethan furiously kicked his chair over and vaulted onto the stage.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, he pulled me away from Noah, shouting angrily,
"Lily! Are you crazy? How could you kiss him?!"
I blinked, looking innocent and wronged.
"How is it crazy for me to kiss my husband at my own wedding? And why are you so angry?"
Noah pulled my hand, shielding me behind him.
"I know you're upset about me getting married, but she's Lily, your sister-in-law, you should respect her."
He said, licking the lipstick stain from the corner of his mouth, as if savoring something.
Ethan's eyes blazed red with anger at the sight.
"Get this straight…"
He had barely started speaking when Chloe, who had rushed onto the stage, interrupted him forcefully.
"Enough!"
Chloe leaned close to Ethan's ear and whispered,
"Ethan, whatever it is, talk about it after the wedding, off stage. Don't you see all the guests and media watching you?"
Ethan looked down at the audience.
Hundreds of eyes were staring at him. The reporters hired by the Robert Group also had their cameras pointed at him.
He then realized how reckless his behavior had been.
If the media found out that he, the heir to the Robert Group, had an arranged marriage with the Evans family but let his twin brother stand in for him, it could jeopardize the entire Robert Group.
Seeing Ethan calm down, Chloe explained to the guests and media on his behalf.
"Noah is just overjoyed that I'm getting married, and he's had a bit to drink, so he's a little emotional."
"Everyone, please enjoy yourselves, don't mind this little interruption."
The officiant also chimed in to lighten the mood.
"It seems the two young masters of the Robert Group truly share a deep brotherly bond. Please welcome the renowned singer Laila to serenade the newlyweds with a blessing…"
Before Ethan left the stage, he shot Noah a furious glare.
"You little punk, just you wait!"
Noah wore a faint smile, but his eyes were icy cold.
The wedding hall was filled with happiness and joy.
The lounge, however, was a different scene.
Ethan slammed the wine glass in his hand onto the floor at Noah's feet, and the splashing shards cut Noah's cheek.
"Noah! I told you to stand in for me, not to actually marry her!"
"Lily doesn't know the truth, but you do, don't you?!"
"Why didn't you refuse her when she kissed you? Were you actually enjoying it?"
Noah raised a hand to wipe away the blood trickling down his face.
"And risk headlines tomorrow screaming, 'Robert family unhappy with Evans alliance'?"
"Or 'Robert Group heir resists arranged marriage at his own wedding'?"
Seeing the sarcasm and mockery in Noah's eyes,
Ethan stepped forward and grabbed his collar, his voice barely containing his rage.
"Don't think I don't know what you're really up to!"
"I knew you wouldn't just agree to help Chloe and me. You never gave up on Lily!"
"Don't think you can swoop in and steal her away!"
He slowly let go of Noah's collar, his gaze growing colder.
"I've arranged a project for you in France, for three months. Your flight is tonight."
"In three months, everything will go back to normal."
"I am the heir to the Robert Group, and the one marrying Lily can only be me."
Just outside the door, I heard every word clearly.
But Ethan got one thing wrong.
Who I married, and who would be the heir to the Robert Group.