A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 189

It was a magnificent, glorious engagement ceremony. The entire nation was watching.

The heir to Seaport City's wealthiest family, Holden Lockwood, and the reality show queen, Iris Morgan—a powerful alliance of a golden boy and a radiant beauty.

In the corridor of the maternity ward on the 11th floor, the noise was deafening.

Grandmothers cradling newborns, new fathers, nurses, visiting relatives, and even a janitor leaning on her mop—everyone had stopped to watch the broadcast.

"Wow! Holden Lockwood is so handsome! That buzzcut is so masculine and sexy, his jawline is razor-sharp, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and those legs go on forever... *hiss*," a young woman holding a bouquet for a patient drooled.

Hahahahaha!

The older women laughed until their eyes crinkled, bouncing the newborns in their arms as they gossiped.

"The celebrity is gorgeous too! They're a perfect match."

"It's not just that he's handsome. He's rich, powerful, and comes from old money. He's got everything."

"If you ask me, his best quality is how devoted he is. That speech he gave on his knees was so touching."

"It really was. I was tearing up just listening to it."

Even the older women, who had seen it all when it came to men, were moved to tears, proving just how sincere and deep Holden's love for Iris truly seemed.

Winifred sat quietly on a row of plastic chairs.

The small TV on the wall drew in passersby, their backs slowly forming a wall that blocked her view.

She couldn't see the screen anymore.

The grandeur of the engagement party was reduced to audio, pouring into her ears.

She pulled out her phone.

Might as well mess around on it for a bit.

Her phone was her best friend. Browsing kids' clothes, picking out outfits for the twins, losing herself in pictures of ridiculously cute little dresses—it made her smile and forget about reality.

However.

[My Protagonist is the Best]: "Can some kind soul tell me when they're actually getting married? I'll reward them with quadruplets! (Note: three boys, one girl!)"

[Little Kitty Will Never Forgive Big Kitty]: "The CEO's devotion has me drowning in tears. I have ascended. I swear on my honor: my Iris & Holden ship is the sweetest thing in the world! [Heart Eyes]"

It was the first time in three years Winifred had paid any attention to celebrity gossip.

Reading the comments, she frowned slightly.

This world had ultimately become something she just couldn't relate to.

She let out a soft sigh.

She was really dragging down the twenty-four-year-old female demographic.

Sorry.

She was young, but she spent every day fighting just to survive.

While these netizens had the money and free time to lay in air-conditioned rooms, eating good food and obsessing over strangers' lives, her only wish was... that when she got home from working overtime, her kids would be okay. That their stomachs wouldn't hurt, that they wouldn't catch a cold, run a fever, or have a cough. That they would eat well, play happily, and go to bed like good kids, so she could catch a break and get to sleep a little earlier.