She hadn't expected me to fight back. Her cheeks flushed bright red. "The baby in my stomach belongs to the groom! How is that the same?!"
"I gave him my first time, and I'm marrying him today—how am I not clean?!"
"But you—you came here just to ruin my big day! What's your real motive?!"
At that moment, Maverick sent me a voice-call request on WhatsApp.
The moment my screen lit up with his avatar, Eliza froze in disbelief.
Then she lunged forward and yanked my hair. "So you are trying to seduce my husband!"
"That's why you came here, right?!"
"I knew it—women who aren't virgins are always sluts! Always trying to lure men!"
"Don't think I don't know—there are tons of women obsessed with my husband!"
"You must be one of them!"
Suddenly, everything clicked.
So that's what this was about. All that 'unclean' nonsense? She wasn't disgusted—she was threatened.
Just your typical brainless bride who sees every woman as competition.
The bridesmaids rushed over, joining the attack. Two of them grabbed my arms, pinning me from both sides.
"It makes perfect sense now!"
"She wanted to ruin Eliza's face with cheap makeup and then seduce the groom!"