Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1061

Slade Thorne was an absolute mess right now.

He distinctly remembered that on the third day of the New Year, the girl by Declan Fulton's side was Naomi Lowell, who was supposedly Maeve Vance's best friend.

Yet, hardly any time had passed, and Declan had just married Nancy Grover.

Jasper Jett scoffed.

"The Grover Family's vision is pathetic this time. They're treating marriage like a child's game just to spite Maeve."

Benjamin Bright arched an eyebrow. "Have the Grovers ever had any vision?"

A heavy silence fell over the group; apparently, they really hadn't.

Quinn Hayes offered a feigned, mysterious smile.

"A blessed woman doesn't enter a cursed house. Naomi's good fortune is yet to come."

Jasper raised his eyebrows. "Care to elaborate?"

Quinn shook his head theatrically. "The secrets of the universe cannot be revealed."

He promptly received a swift kick from Jasper.

With several major families hosting their weddings at the exact same location, guests who shared the same social circles were completely torn about which hall to attend.

Choosing the White Family meant offending the Grovers and the Fultons.

Vice versa was just as bad.

It put everyone in an agonizingly awkward position.

However, as more and more guests filed into the White Family's venue, people started to realize something was off.

They also marveled at just how extensive Andres White's social network really was.

He had friends from every corner of the globe, and every single one of them was a prominent figure.

Wait, those guests at the tables over there looked exceptionally distinguished.

"They look like high-ranking government officials," someone whispered in a private circle.

Another guest lowered their voice. "The Caldwell Family, the Perez family, The Foster Family, the Woods family, and The Salazar Family. You can't underestimate a lineup like that."

"Nancy, I really think you need to go to the hospital. Your surgical wounds haven't healed yet. Forcing yourself into a wedding dress and heels isn't doing you any favors."

Claudia was genuinely in disbelief.

Just days ago, a surgeon had literally removed a section of her intestines. She should be on strict bed rest.

But Nancy had stubbornly refused to postpone the wedding, and not even her parents could talk her out of it.

"Claudia, you're losing it. Today is the sixth. It's my wedding day."

Staring at her own reflection, Nancy barked at The Makeup Artist to add more blush to her cheeks.

Without the heavy makeup, she looked like a ghost.

Furthermore, compared to the White Family's extravagant affair, the Grover and Fulton preparations were blatantly rushed.

Because the wedding was thrown together at the last minute, the dress selection had been haphazard.

There was simply no time to custom-make a gown to Nancy's exacting standards.

Not only did she have to settle for an off-the-rack dress, but just two days prior, Declan had ruthlessly forced her to sign a prenuptial agreement.