"Just one minute to talk my mother, Chloe."My voice almost cracked while talking because if my mother finds out what I'm about to do, she will cut me off as her daughter. "You can talk her later, Keith. Don't be dramatic!" she sighed, showing how irritated she is to me. I quiet myself beside of the driver seat after she dragged me inside. I was silently praying as she stopped the car near the trees to hides it. She opened the windor as I heard a wedding song. "Shit! Get out... you know what will you do next, right? Always remember you need money. Just ruin the wedding that's it." She almost pushed me out of her car. I ran towards the chapel despite of my long gown and heels. The doors were slightly open so I didn't had a hard time to open it slowly. In my small waist, I easily had an access to come inside without them knowing."Stop the wedding, please! The groom... fucked me and I am pregnant!" I shouted unabashedly. I had no idea what to reasons out so I said that I am pregnan

"Smile, Ferriza!" Stormie giggled. I tried to form a smile before the camera flashes on my face. Stormi has a good attitude towards me or it's natural to her. She's close to everyone here. I was standing next to Ryler with his father and brother for a photo taking. I've wanted to be a not so rich now p being so rich like Maravilla's was tiring. I have to roam a round to greet the visitors. "Why are you not inviting them?" I pointed Ryler's friends when his father walk away. "They're busy," he answered and talk someone who called him. I just sat in our table. This wedding was so stressful for me because media is everywhere as well as the flash of camera, I'm not actress nor a famous one, but yeah, I fake married Ryler. "Hello, everyone. I'm pleased that you spent your time with my son's especial event in his life, to their life as a couple." Sir. Guztavo chuckled at the stage. I heaved out a sigh, if the fake wedding of Stormi and Ryler happened with these people and media, it