The Moment I Froze His Black Card Was More Satisfying Than Our Wedding Night - Chapter 58: Chapter 58
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Jude's expression softened slightly at his reassurance. Smugly, she turned to me and said,
"Did you hear that? As a woman, why would you degrade yourself like this? You're worthless in front of my husband."
"Today is my wedding, so I won't stoop to arguing with a pauper like you. Be smart and leave now," Jude Parker sneered.
If she hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have even noticed her.
"Oh, so you're the eldest daughter of the Parker family, Jude Parker?"
I crossed my arms and looked at her with amusement. When she confirmed, my smile deepened.
Things were starting to get interesting.
"Emily Hope!"
Realizing I might actually be here to give a gift, John Kinsley's expression shifted. He quickly stepped off the stage and hurried to my side, lowering his voice as he spoke.
"Emily, you're not joking, right? Do you really have that much money?"
Then, as if trying to dismiss the idea, he scoffed,
"It's not that five million my mom gave you, is it? That money should be enough to keep you comfortable for the rest of your life. You'll never have me, so stop having foolish dreams."
The confidence on his face nearly made me gag.
Three years of dating, and if it hadn't been for his physical… endurance, I would've dumped him long ago.
My best friend had often asked why I didn't just hire a male model instead of clinging to John.
She'd said, "Men are such narcissists. Even if you just glance at them or smile, they think you're madly in love with them. Better to keep things casual and avoid the mess."
Back then, I hadn't believed her.
Now, I realized just how right she was.
Seeing my cold smirk and silence, John grew impatient and urged me again.
"Emily, if you're really here to give a wedding gift, just hand it over and leave. You don't belong here."
He stretched out his hand, clearly expecting me to hand him five million in cash.
The last time his mother gave me five million to break up with him, I'd heard that John had been furious when she returned home.
He'd scolded her for mimicking the clichés of domineering CEO dramas and wasting five million, insisting that not a cent should ever be spent on a woman.
Thinking back on our three years together, I realized I'd never spent a single penny of his money.
I smirked and slapped his hand away. "Don't be so eager. The real show is just about to begin."
John's brows furrowed instantly. "Emily Hope, don't tell me you're here to crash the wedding?"
When I didn't reply, he took my silence as confirmation.
With a helpless sigh, he leaned in and whispered,
"Emily, don't cause a scene. My marriage to Jude is just a business alliance, a calculated move between powerful families. There's no real love involved."
"I've always told you, you're the one I truly love. Even after the wedding, we can still be together in secret."
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Raising my voice, I announced, "Oh? So you're asking me to be your mistress after you're married?"
Jude Parker's face turned red with anger. "What nonsense are you spouting, you shameless woman?"
She turned to John, her face cold as she demanded,
"John Kinsley, what exactly is your relationship with her? If you're still tangled up with other women, let me warn you—this wedding isn't happening today!"
John Kinsley immediately panicked and rushed to appease his bride.
"Don't believe a word she says! She's just here to stir up trouble because she's bitter she couldn't marry me. Just ignore her!"
"Someone, get her out of here!"
But before his bodyguards could even approach me, I clapped my hands. In an instant, a team of heavily armed bodyguards stormed into the venue.
"What's going on? Is this part of the groom's arrangement?"
"Doesn't look like it. Could it be that this troublemaking woman is actually someone important?"
John's mother erupted in anger at the sight.
"Emily Hope, you wretched woman! Do you think bringing these people here to put on a show will make my son look at you? Dream on!"
"Someone like you, a pauper, could never match my son. Go find some lowly worker who's your equal and marry him already!"
"Did you hear that? As a woman, why would you degrade yourself like this? You're worthless in front of my husband."
"Today is my wedding, so I won't stoop to arguing with a pauper like you. Be smart and leave now," Jude Parker sneered.
If she hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have even noticed her.
"Oh, so you're the eldest daughter of the Parker family, Jude Parker?"
I crossed my arms and looked at her with amusement. When she confirmed, my smile deepened.
Things were starting to get interesting.
"Emily Hope!"
Realizing I might actually be here to give a gift, John Kinsley's expression shifted. He quickly stepped off the stage and hurried to my side, lowering his voice as he spoke.
"Emily, you're not joking, right? Do you really have that much money?"
Then, as if trying to dismiss the idea, he scoffed,
"It's not that five million my mom gave you, is it? That money should be enough to keep you comfortable for the rest of your life. You'll never have me, so stop having foolish dreams."
The confidence on his face nearly made me gag.
Three years of dating, and if it hadn't been for his physical… endurance, I would've dumped him long ago.
My best friend had often asked why I didn't just hire a male model instead of clinging to John.
She'd said, "Men are such narcissists. Even if you just glance at them or smile, they think you're madly in love with them. Better to keep things casual and avoid the mess."
Back then, I hadn't believed her.
Now, I realized just how right she was.
Seeing my cold smirk and silence, John grew impatient and urged me again.
"Emily, if you're really here to give a wedding gift, just hand it over and leave. You don't belong here."
He stretched out his hand, clearly expecting me to hand him five million in cash.
The last time his mother gave me five million to break up with him, I'd heard that John had been furious when she returned home.
He'd scolded her for mimicking the clichés of domineering CEO dramas and wasting five million, insisting that not a cent should ever be spent on a woman.
Thinking back on our three years together, I realized I'd never spent a single penny of his money.
I smirked and slapped his hand away. "Don't be so eager. The real show is just about to begin."
John's brows furrowed instantly. "Emily Hope, don't tell me you're here to crash the wedding?"
When I didn't reply, he took my silence as confirmation.
With a helpless sigh, he leaned in and whispered,
"Emily, don't cause a scene. My marriage to Jude is just a business alliance, a calculated move between powerful families. There's no real love involved."
"I've always told you, you're the one I truly love. Even after the wedding, we can still be together in secret."
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Raising my voice, I announced, "Oh? So you're asking me to be your mistress after you're married?"
Jude Parker's face turned red with anger. "What nonsense are you spouting, you shameless woman?"
She turned to John, her face cold as she demanded,
"John Kinsley, what exactly is your relationship with her? If you're still tangled up with other women, let me warn you—this wedding isn't happening today!"
John Kinsley immediately panicked and rushed to appease his bride.
"Don't believe a word she says! She's just here to stir up trouble because she's bitter she couldn't marry me. Just ignore her!"
"Someone, get her out of here!"
But before his bodyguards could even approach me, I clapped my hands. In an instant, a team of heavily armed bodyguards stormed into the venue.
"What's going on? Is this part of the groom's arrangement?"
"Doesn't look like it. Could it be that this troublemaking woman is actually someone important?"
John's mother erupted in anger at the sight.
"Emily Hope, you wretched woman! Do you think bringing these people here to put on a show will make my son look at you? Dream on!"
"Someone like you, a pauper, could never match my son. Go find some lowly worker who's your equal and marry him already!"
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