<b>Sherry’s </b>cheeks turned a little red as she looked at Teresa. “He sure knows a lot, huh?”
“He <b>picks </b>it up <b>from </b>TV,” Teresa replied<b>, </b>and told Sherry to take Michael and leave the wedding.
“Be good. I’ll be back soon,” Teresa said softly.
At Teresa’s signal, Sherry picked up Michael and got ready to leave. But as she stood up, she identally knocked over <b>a </b>wine ss. The loud <b>crash </b><b>of </b>breaking ss echoed, immediately getting everyone’s attention.
Sherry stood there holding Michael, looking flustered. Teresa stepped in front of Michael to protect him. The scene confused <b>many </b><b>guests, </b><b>and </b><b>Evelyn </b>looked a bit puzzled, her eyes full of questions about why Michael was there.
Cheryl noticed too, her hands clenched tight with nerves. Sanford looked at Teresa, and suddenly everything clicked in his mind.
He looked over at another table. Jonathan was missing, and so was Irene. What <b>a </b>coincidence.
Sanford was thinking about how to help Jennifer by distracting everyone. After all, it was her big day, and he had promised not <b>to cause </b><b>trouble </b><b>at </b>her wedding.
“Everyone,” Jennifer suddenly spoke up, holding Donald’s hand tightly. Her fingers trembled a little, and her voice was a bit rushed. “There’s <b>something </b>Donald doesn’t know yet, but I have to say it now so you can all be happy for me.”
The bride’s words immediately got everyone’s attention. No one looked at Sherry and Michael anymore; all eyes were on Jennifer. On stage, Jennifer looked at Donald and said, “I’m pregnant. Donald, you’re going to be a dad.”
Donald was stunned, and the whole room burst into excited apuse.
Sanford was a beatte, but he started pping too, though his eyes s still held a little disbelief. When he looked back<b>, </b>Sherry<b>, </b>Michael, and Teresa were already gone.
A smile spread across Sanford’s face–what he’d been thinking was confirmed. Donald held Jennifer’s hand tightly, barely able to contain his <b>excitement</b>. “Really? I’m really going to be a dad?”
Jennifer nodded, sneaking a quick look to make sure Michael and Teresa had left before finally letting out a sigh of relief. “We’ll talk more after <b>the </b>wedding, okay?”
“Okay.” Donald was so happy that he hugged Jennifer tightly.
Cheryl, acting as the ring bearer, handed the wedding rings to Donald. She couldn’t help but nce at Jennifer’s t stomach–Jennifer <b>didn’t </b>look
pregnant at all.
Donald took the ring and slid it onto Jennifer’s finger. After Cheryl stepped back, he put both hands on Jennifer’s shoulders and kissed her <b>on </b><b>the </b><b>lips</b>.
The apuse and cheers from the guests grew even louder.
After seeing Sherry and Michael off, Teresa made a quick stop at the restroom. She hadpletely missed Jennifer’s big news about being <b>pregnant</b>.
All Teresa could hear were screams and cheers<b>, </b>but she had no idea what was going on. By then, she was already outsid
From the men’s room, she heard someone throwing up. The voice was very familiar, and Teresa’s heart clenched <b>as </b><b>she </b><b>stood </b><b>in </b><b>the </b><b>hallway</b>.
It wasn’t long before Jonathan walked out of the restroom, his face pale. He sshed some water on his <b>face</b>, and <b>drops </b><b>ran </b><b>down </b><b>his </b><b>jaw</b>.
Teresa stepped forward and asked, “Are you okay?” She noticed earlier that he hadn’t touched his food, just <b>kept </b>drinking.
Jonathan stared at her. “Wait here, I’ll get you some water<b>,</b>” Teresa said, heading <b>downstairs</b>.
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<b>A </b><b>few </b>minutester, she ran back up and handed him a bottle of water. As Jonathan took it, he grabbed Teresa’s hand
Teresa tried to pull her hand <b>away</b><b>, </b>but his grip only got tighter. When she struggled, Jonathan suddenly pulled her close, pressing his palei realisti
back.
<b>“</b><b>Do </b>you ever think about the day we were married?” Jonathan looked down, his eyes locked on hers. “I’m not the son–inw your mom talks abou anymore, and you’re no longer the granddaughter–inw in my grandpa’s eyes.”
Teresa froze, her resistance fading away. Jonathan kept going, “Your sister and Donald are family now. But we’re not family anymore. How does that make you feel?”
It felt like something inside Teresa broke open. She swallowed her pain and forced herself to say, “You’re still drunk, Go back and get <b>something </b>to eat
Jonathan’s grip on her hand tightened just as Edward hurried over, shouting, “Jonathan, something’s wrong!”
Jonathan shifted slightly, and only then did Edward notice Teresa. “Oh, Teresa, you’re here too. Hope I’m not interrupting anything
Jonathan was still holding Teresa’s hand. He looked at Edward and asked, “What’s wrong?”
<b>“</b>Gordon got in, and now he’s got a hold on the bride and won’t let
<b>t </b>go,” Edward said.
Jonathan’s brow furrowed. Teresa yanked her hand free and walked toward the hall, with Jonathan right behind her. The once happy and lively wedding had turned intoplete chaos.
Irene and Heidi were trying hard to pull Gordon off<b>, </b>but he held onto Jennifer’s wrist. No matter what they did<b>, </b><b>he </b>wouldn’t let go.
Gordon said, “Did you kill Fiona? You are vicious!”
“Dad, please, stop it! Mom’s been gone for years. Let’s just go,” Heidi begged.
With a hard pull, Heidi finally managed to get Gordon away. In the next second<b>, </b>Gordon shoved her aside and grabbed Jennifer’s veil. “Where’s Fiona<b>? </b>You’re wearing her bracelet. Give her back to me!”
Jennifer’s makeup was ruined, her veil and hair a mess. Donald finally lost his patience and pushed Gordon to the ground, stepping in front of Jennifer to protect her.
Irene snapped, “Donald, how dare you push my dad?”
Donald sighed, “Aunt Irene, please just take him and leave. This is Jennifer’s and my wedding.”
Before Irene could say anything, Jonathan pushed through the crowd and walked over.
“Sorry for all the trouble. I’ll get him out of here <i>now</i>,” Jonathan said.
With Irene and Heidi’s help, Jonathan quickly took Gordon out of the wedding ce. Even though the troublemaker <b>was </b><b>gone</b><b>, </b>the ce <b>was </b><b>a </b><b>total </b>
mess.
Shards of ss covered the floor. Bouquets were everywhere from all the pushing and shoving. The red carpet was wrinkled and bunched <b>up</b><b>. </b><b>Jennifer </b>sat there, her hair tangled, her veil slipping off one shoulder.
Donald tried to fix Jennifer’s veil and patted her shoulder, hoping she could hold it together. But Jennifer <b>shook </b><b>his </b><b>hand </b>in frustration and broke down, copsing to the ground.