Attended a Classmate’s Wedding, the Bride was Actually My WifeChapter 1

As I was listening to company executives report on their work, I noticed that the high school group chat—silent for years—had suddenly exploded with notifications mentioning me.

"Ethan, didn’t you see Logan's status update? You’re not attending his wedding today?”

The class president, Logan Steele, was getting married and all our old classmates were there.

“I’m sorry, my company’s been busy lately. I don’t have the time,” I replied, attempting a polite explanation, but was met with a barrage of criticism.

“Busy with what? You barely post on social media—you’re clearly not doing well.”

“If you’re worried about looking bad, just say so. Who are you trying to impress?”

Even Logan joined in. “Remember that bet? I told you the woman I’d marry would outshine yours any day.”

I replied honestly, “No, I don’t remember.”

The mocking started pouring in:

“Logan’s wife is a CEO and her dowry is in the hundreds of millions!”

“What’s wrong, Ethan? Too embarrassed to show up?”

“Don’t tell me you’re too broke to cover your share of the gift. Should we start a crowdfunding page for you?”