My Fiancé and His Best Friend Got Drunk-Married Chapter 05

My Fiancé and His Best Friend Got Drunk-Married Chapter 05

Harrison snatched the phone from the groomsman.

The video showed the seven-star hotel where the wedding was about to be held.

A figure in an off-white gown was being guided by staff toward the bridal suite.

Harrison recognized her immediately. It was his bride, Emily.

Half of the tight knot in his chest loosened.

“See? I told you!” Chloe exclaimed with a laugh. “Emily just wanted a special entrance. The important thing is, she’s here.”

Mom quickly forced a smile, “Oh, she didn’t even say a word and made everyone worry. Let’s hurry to the hotel; we can’t miss the hour.”

Harrison inhaled deeply, forcing down the agitation rising in his chest.

The convoy arrived at the hotel.

Harrison exchanged brief greetings with the guests and media.

The ballroom was full; the master of ceremonies was ready.

He turned toward the bridal suite. Standing before the flower-adorned door, he knocked gently.

“Emily? It’s time. Are you ready?”

No response.

His expression darkened slightly. He gripped the door handle and turned it.

The door wasn’t locked. Inside, the suite was brightly lit, but empty.

The clothes and jewelry carefully prepared for the bride were still there. Only the bride herself was missing.

And then… Chloe stood in the center of the room.

She was wearing the custom wedding gown worth a fortune, admiring herself in the mirror.

Startled, she spun around at his entrance. “Harrison! How did you get in here?!”

Harrison felt a surge of anger like a spark to his skull. “What are you doing here? Where’s Emily?”

Chloe’s eyes welled up. “Why are you shouting?”

“I came to see if she needed help, since the ceremony is about to start. But she’s not here, and the dress is just hanging here…”

Chloe glanced down, tugging at the luxurious gown.

“I… I just couldn’t resist trying it on. It was too beautiful.”

“Nonsense!” Harrison’s vein throbbed at his temple. “Take it off immediately! What will Emily think when she sees this?”

Chloe pouted, reluctantly beginning to undo the back straps.

At that moment, the lounge door opened.

The hotel manager hurried in. “Mr. Ford, the ceremony is scheduled. The MC is asking if the bride is ready to enter.”

Before he could respond, festive music swelled from outside, along with applause and cheering.

It sounded close.

The manager smiled apologetically, “Also… Mr. Ford, another wedding was scheduled in the adjoining ballroom at the last minute. The timeline is very tight. If we can’t start here immediately, could we temporarily give way to avoid delaying the Jones-Wright union?”

“The Jones-Wright union?” Harrison repeated, sharp. “Which Jones family?”

The manager maintained a professional smile. “I’m not entirely sure…”

Harrison paused, an uneasy feeling gnawing at him. But he didn’t have time to probe.

He dialed the groomsmen, “The bride isn’t in the suite. Split up and find her.”

After hanging up, he faced the manager. “This wedding was booked six months ago. The aisle cannot be cleared.”

The manager hesitated. “Mr. Ford, the schedule really is conflicting…”

“There’s no conflict.” Harrison interrupted, voice low but firm.

“If my wife found out her red carpet was being given to someone else.”

He fixed the manager with a hard gaze.

“She wouldn’t be pleased.”