“What... what’s going on?”
“Where’s the great man?”
Victoria and Marie were dumbfounded. What was this supposed to mean?
Suddenly, they felt a desperate urge for the two men carrying scrap metal not to come any closer.
But the men headed straight for them with the pile of junk.
“Greetings, Mrs. Cross. In honor of the wedding in your family today, our esteemed general has personally instructed us to deliver this gift. We hope you will accept it.”
Victoria looked horrified, especially as every reporter present was capturing the moment with non-stop camera flashes.
“This... this is the gift? Are you two sure you heard him correctly?”
Marie couldn’t contain her anger. “Who are you two trying to cause trouble for? How dare you use the general's name? This isn't a gift, it’s a pile of scrap metal.”
The men remained unfazed. “Please, calm down,” one said smoothly. “While this may look like scrap metal, it has a deeper meaning. Our general said this is to wish the newlyweds an everlasting bond of bronze. It’s a wonderful sentiment. You must accept it!”
A nearby reporter couldn’t help but let out a snicker.
“That’s savage. Sending a pile of scrap metal and calling it a bond of bronze.”
Marie was about to lose her mind. Sending them scrap metal and telling them it symbolized an everlasting bond?
That wasn’t an everlasting bond, that was calling them a pile of trash!
And they had to stand here and take the insult with a smile.
Marie was fuming.
Her parents had told her they invited many hidden titans of high society to bolster their image. Instead, they were being humiliated and slapped in the face.
Victoria didn't dare offend the powerful Wycliffe family, so she forced a smile. “Will Mr. Wycliffe be arriving soon?”
Marie snapped at a staff member, “Go stop that truck immediately! Make it take another road. I don’t want it passing in front of me. Seeing something that morbid on my wedding day is terrible luck!”
She was furious. Just when she thought she could catch her breath, she had the misfortune of seeing a truck full of funeral wreaths.
She was a person who demanded perfection in everything.
She would not allow a truck full of wreaths to pass by her, tainting her day with bad omens.
The staff member quickly ran to intercept the truck.
Victoria tried to calm her down. “Marie, it’s just a passing vehicle. It’s okay, it’s okay. Everything will be fine.”
Even with Victoria’s reassurances, Marie was still seething.
How could they let something so morbid intrude on her wedding and defile her sight? They were being so careless.
Marie said resentfully, “What kind of wedding planning is this? Shouldn’t you have arranged for road closures for such a major event? How can you let all sorts of random vehicles drive through here?”

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The readers' comments on the novel: Caught Him Cheating My Life Restarted (Natalie)
Time for Marie to get her end, this has gone on way too long, time to move on. It’s getting boring....
Payback time. Waiting for chapters 321 onwards!...
I love the sarcastic comebacks. Quite amusing!...