Live Wedding: I Married My Fiancé’s Rival on the Spot Chapter 04

Live Wedding: I Married My Fiancé’s Rival on the Spot Chapter 04

The MC paused. Mic hovering.

Mason frowned. Scanned the first row. Scanned it again.

Uniform veils hid every face. But something felt off.

His groomsman, Kevin, leaned in immediately. Whispered.

“Mason, the organizers said all fifty couples must be present to start.’

“Adrian grabbed some random woman to fill the spot. Just a placeholder.”

Mason’s frown eased. Kevin knew what he was worried about, added quickly.

“302’s locked down tight. Selena can’t get out.”

“Don’t delay the process now. Sign the marriage contract first.”

Mason nodded.

Iris tugged his sleeve lightly.

“Mason, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He softened his voice. “Continue.”

The MC finally exhaled. Raised the mic again.

“All grooms, take your bride’s hand—”

Fifty hands joined.

“Grooms, face your brides.”

Mason turned. Faced Iris.

“Now. Lift the veil.”

Iris looked up. Smiled at him. Tender. Dependent.

Mason pulled at his mouth. Recited after the MC.

“I vow, from this day forward, for richer or poorer-”

The flaw? The face under the veil wasn’t the woman he actually wanted to marry.

Selena was.

Clean. Pure. Meant for sunlight. Meant to be the love of his spiritual world.

Iris was different.

He just wanted to give her a name..

“-in sickness and in health-”

Finishing the last line, Mason glanced back instinctively. Looked at the last row.

Adrian Vitale was bent down, saying something to his bride.

Iris laughed. Took his hand.

“What’s on your mind? Time to sign the marriage contract.

Mason withdrew his gaze. “Yeah.”

Fifty couples formed a long line. Sweeping into the alliance registry hall.

Staff verified identities. Photos. Stamps. Filed.

When it was Mason’s turn, they handed him and Iris’s documents together.

“Please sign.”

The alliance seal pressed down. Mason felt a sudden emptiness in his chest.

Couldn’t explain why.

He’d spent three months preparing for today.

Three months of coaxing Selena. Saying he wanted to give her the most unforgettable wedding.

Talking up the city-wide livestream, the alliance witness, how special it all was. How she didn’t need to worry about a thing-he’d handle everything.

Even with the simplified joint wedding format, he still took her dress shopping, ring shopping. Gave her everything a girl should have.

For one moment, he genuinely believed that three months later, the woman beside him would be

Selena

But now tris stood across from him

This moment snapped him back to reality.

Mason took a breath Told himself objective achieved

From today, Iris wouldn’t be treated as a useless widow by the Morgan family elders.

No longer locked in that dead family mansion, surviving on a pitiful monthly allowance

His father had said, “Unless she remarried into the family core, her inheritance, her protection, would be stripped away piece by piece”

And he’d used one marriage contract to give her a new identity. Ten years of security

Tris took the documents. Eyes red

“Mason. From today, I’m finally yours.

Mason smiled. Wiped her tears.

“Why are you crying? From now on, you’re the future Donna of the Morgan family. No one will dare disrespect you again.”

Iris finally smiled.

They whispered about how to explain things to the family later, until Mason’s peripheral vision caught something. His voice stopped dead.

Adrian Vitale was leading that “placeholder” bride toward the alliance stamping desk.