The humiliation was too much for Hudson’s parents. In a fit of rage, they began hurling plates and dishes at Harper, their faces contorted with fury. Still oblivious, Hudson threw himself in front of her, shielding her with his body. In the scuffle, both ended up with bleeding foreheads, a testament to the chaos unfolding around them.
Harper’s family, witnessing their daughter attacked at her own wedding, retaliated by flinging anything they could grab back at Hudson’s parents. Chaos erupted as both sides descended into a full-blown brawl. The venue transformed into a war zone, with plates and glasses shattering and guests screaming in panic.
As I watched the mayhem unfold through the live streams, I couldn’t help but grin. Hudson had believed he could have it all—a perfect bride and a flawless wedding. Instead, he had unwittingly dug his own grave.
I scrolled through the thank-you messages from the influencers, feeling a sense of satisfaction washed over me.
“Miss, you’re incredible! I only had 20,000 followers before, and now I’ve skyrocketed to 150,000!”
“If you have any more juicy drama, please reach out. You’re my lucky charm!”
“You’re a goddess! This is my new traffic goldmine.”
After settling my mother in and preparing for bed, my phone rang again. It was Hudson. I braced myself for the tirade I expected but was taken aback by the grievance and helplessness in his voice.
“Aubrey, why are you being so cruel to me?”
