I Traded My Wolves for a Cold-Blooded Serpent, But Why is He Always Hitting on Me Chapter 11

I Traded My Wolves for a Cold-Blooded Serpent, But Why is He Always Hitting on Me Chapter 11

The wedding day finally came.

The fanciest hotel in town. Thirty thousand white roses poured from the ceiling, crystal lights glowing through the

petals.

Long tables covered in ivory linen, champagne flutes lined up perfect, shining under the lights.

Every detail was over-the-top.

1 took one look, then was pushed to the back dressing room.

Over the next three hours, guests poured in. I could hear cheers even backstage. Mom and Dad checked on me several

times to make sure I was following the plan.

I stared at my made-up face in the mirror.

Then I checked the clock.

The wedding began.

I’d already paid off the makeup artist and assistant.

While the room was quiet, I lifted my heavy dress and walked out.

The assistant followed: “Miss Mia, the bathroom’s up ahead.”

No one suspected a thing.

In the bathroom, I changed into casual clothes and sneakers quickly, then opened the window.

A black car waited below.

It was the first floor. I climbed out and landed safely.

I sat in the car and called Serpentes.

It rang twice. No answer.

I frowned, confused.

Probably too loud at the wedding.

(leaned to the driver: “Let’s go. To the airport.”

I turned on the livestream.

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My fake husband had insisted on broadcasting the whole thing-he wanted to film Ella choosing him. Perfect for me to

watch the chaos.

The host yelled excitedly:

“Please welcome the bride and groom!”

Both doors opened.

On my side-empty.

I burst out laughing.

Panic spread through the crowd.

Then I saw a flash of black on the other side.

My smile dropped.

Sergentes?

No one was there either.

The crowd erupted.

I stared hard at the screen.

Two minutes later, my fake husband stumbled in, fixing his messy suit. He stared at the empty space across from him.

He coughed and grabbed the mic:

“Actually, the bride today was never Mia. It’s my one true love-Ella!”

Just then. Serpentes called me back.

I answered: “Where are you?”

“On my way to the airport.” He paused. “Were you…”

I didn’t get to ask. A news alert popped up:

BREAKING: Heir to the wedding family is a BEASTMAN, not human!

I clicked it.

A tall, shadowed figure filled the screen.

Comments flashed below:

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Looks like a serpent.

Cold-blooded snakes are perfect for running a company,

Something clicked in my head. I gasped: “Serpentes-were you about to…”

Stop the wedding?

I swallowed the words.

I said: “I’m leaving the country for a while to lay low.”

I hung up.

If Serpentes wanted to come, he would. If not, I didn’t care.

I went back to the stream.

Total chaos.

Ella’s pretty face was streaked with tears. She shook her head and hid behind Dad.

Dad’s face was purple with rage: “Find Mia! Now!”

Mom screamed: “She’s out of her mind!”

My fake husband snarled at Ella: “You said you loved me! Your sister’s giving us a chance-why won’t you?!”

Ella looked panicked and confused: “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

His mother chimed in: “If our boy loves Ella, let them marry! It’s still a win for both families!”

Good thing I’d planned for this.

I’d blocked Mom, Dad, the butler, and Ella before leaving.

Even if they were furious, they couldn’t lash out.

Mom stared at Ella after a long silence.

Ella bit her lip and shouted: “I won’t do it!”

“You lied to me this whole time?!” The fake husband realized the truth. His face turned dark. “Ella-do you even like me?

“NO” Ella stepped back, crying. “Three wives died on you! Why would I like you?!”

“You!”

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Everything fell apart.

I watched happily, then noticed the wolves in the corner. Their faces were all different.