My Husband and Best Friend Got Married

On our wedding day, my husband's younger brother made inappropriate jokes with my best friend.

To defend her, I caused a scene at the wedding and fell out with my husband's family!

My best friend earnestly advised me that I shouldn't marry into such a family.

But just two days later, she and my husband registered their marriage!

"Oh, nothing's more fun than my sisterinlaw!"

"With my sisterinlaw's friend having such a great figure and my sisterinlaw being so beautiful, my brother will be able to enjoy the best of both worlds in the future!"

I had just stepped out of the dressing room when I overheard such disgusting comments around my best friend, Destiny Kaur.

Today is supposed to be the happiest day of my life.

Destiny's bridesmaid dress had been pulled down to her arms by those men.

She was blushing, trying to run away, but Junior Powell and his buddies were grinning as they cornered her.

When Destiny saw me, her eyes lit up.

I gave her a reassuring look, ignoring the other guests as I picked up my wedding dress, ready to stand up for her.

To my surprise, Destiny cried out in a trembling voice, "James, please control your brother!"

I turned around, only to realize that my husband had somehow appeared beside me.

I found it odd that Destiny called out to my husband first, but because I was worried about her, I didn't dwell on it.

James Powell, acting as if he hadn't heard Destiny, wrapped his arm around my waist and complimented me affectionately. "You look stunning today, my love."

I was still upset and angry about his brother bothering Destiny. "Go deal with your brother!"

James frowned, as if he had only just noticed what was going on. He smiled and said, "As you wish, my dear! It's our big day. Don't be upset."

He walked over and sternly intervened. "Alright, enough messing around. Don't go overboard—she's your sisterinlaw's best friend."

Destiny ran to James like she'd found her savior, grabbing onto his suit sleeve and whining. "James, you have to stand up for me!"

I didn't notice any of this, still glaring at Junior, who showed no remorse. I snapped. "How dare you laugh!"

Before I could finish, I was pushed aside.

It was my motherinlaw in a casual dress.

On her son's wedding day, a day as important as this, she had shown up in such casual clothes!

She stood in front of Junior and said, "Ayah, how dare you scold my son? You've got some nerve!"

I replied coldly, "Do you know what Junior just said to my friend? Today is our wedding day, and he shouldn't be talking like that!"

I thought my motherinlaw would discipline her spoiled son after hearing the whole story.

But instead, she slapped me across the face.

I held my cheek, staring at her in shock—how could she slap me?!

Why did she hit me?

What right did she have to hit me!?

But before I could ask her anything, tears started rolling down my face.

She pointed at me, cursing. "So what if I hit you? My son was just speaking the truth, and who do you think you are? You haven't even married into our family yet, and you're trying to discipline my son? Dream on!"

I hate how I cry whenever I'm angry—it makes me seem so weak.

I tried to defend myself. "Was I wrong? Junior made inappropriate jokes about my friend..."

By now, many of the guests had gathered around. I swallowed my frustration, unwilling to cause more trouble on such an important day. After all, she's an elder, so I could only explain that Junior had crossed the line.

But to my surprise, my motherinlaw showed no regard for propriety.

"Shut up! What kind of cheap girls are you all? You're all just after my son because he's outstanding, trying to worm your way into the Powell family. If it weren't for him liking you, do you think I'd ever approve of you?"

I couldn't believe she was saying such things in front of everyone.

Yes, I was the one who pursued James.

He was the most handsome guy in our school, and I fell for him the moment he helped me. I spent three months chasing him.

At first, James turned me down repeatedly, but I persisted—bringing him breakfast, fetching water for him, convincing his roommates to help with his laundry... I did everything I could.

For a while, everyone called me the ultimate simp.

Thankfully, James was finally moved and agreed to be with me.

We dated for four years, from university until after graduation.

We even broke the curse of couples breaking up after graduation. As soon as we found jobs, James proposed to me.

When I pursued James, I also made sure to win over his mom, doing everything I could to cater to her and please her.

I thought she liked me too.

I opened my mouth, turning my head to look for my support, James.

He was lowering his head, seemingly talking to Destiny, but as soon as I looked over, he immediately pulled me into his arms.

"Mom, what are you saying?" James frowned. "Alright, that's enough. Today is the most important day for Ayah and me. Whatever it is, we'll talk about it later!"

My motherinlaw glanced at James, then gave me an angry glare.

But I couldn't swallow this anger.

Their attitude was too abnormal.

Even James acted like it wasn't a big deal, turning major issues into minor ones, and minor ones into nothing.

"Why let it go? Your brother hasn't apologized yet, and your mom even slapped me."

I looked at James, feeling full of grievance. Today was humiliating enough, I needed an explanation.

James looked slightly annoyed and quietly comforted me. "Ayah, can we not talk about this right now?"

My motherinlaw raised her eyebrows. "Hmph, so what if I hit you? A disobedient wench deserves to be taught a lesson."

She kept calling me a wench, now and then, making my nose feel like it was stuffed with cotton. I couldn't breathe in or out, and I felt like I was about to explode.

Destiny also came to my side and gently said, "Ayah, let it go. Look at how upset you've made James' mom. We can talk about this later, okay?"

My motherinlaw glanced at the wellbehaved Destiny and smiled. "Look how obedient and sensible Destiny is. Now look at you, you've completely disgraced yourself by marrying into the Powell family."

I swallowed back the curse words that were on the tip of my tongue, only managing to shout angrily, "James!"

He's my husband. Even if my motherinlaw is unreasonable because of her old age, he should at least recognize that his brother was wrong, right?

Besides, my motherinlaw said such things to me, completely looking down on me. Shouldn't he be defending me?

I looked at James with teary eyes full of grievance.

James sighed in frustration. "Honey, stop making a scene. Everyone's watching. Don't be so unreasonable."

I'm unreasonable!?

I clenched my fists.

Most of the people here were Powell family relatives. My parents were outside the hotel waiting for my relatives and hadn't come back yet.

The Powell family relatives were all looking at me with accusatory eyes, as if I were the one making trouble for no reason.

I couldn't understand. I didn't even know what I had done wrong.

I still placed my hope on my husband. "Honey, but they said those things about my friends. They clearly don't care about me at all! And today is supposed to be our big day. How can they joke like that?"

James's patience ran out, and his tone became harsh. "Ayah, can't you consider the occasion? Even Destiny isn't bothered, so why are you still talking about it?"

Just then, my parents squeezed through the crowd. "What's going on?"

When my mom saw I was crying, she hurried over to hold me. "Don't cry, don't cry. No one can make my precious daughter suffer."

My motherinlaw said, "You should discipline your daughter. She's being unreasonable and causing trouble in this setting. A person like that doesn't deserve to enter the Powell family."

My mom's brows furrowed immediately, but she still kept her composure and politely asked, "What do you mean by that?"

My dad also looked at James with a stern face. "James, explain what's going on."

James responded nonchalantly, "My brother just made a few jokes to lighten the mood, but Ayah wouldn't let it go, making it awkward for everyone."

So now it's suddenly all my fault?

I shouted, "James!"

Still furious, I flipped over the table next to me, spilling cups, plates, and fruit dishes all over the floor. I was even angry about my carefully selected wedding dress, worried it might get dirty.

Even the shoes were custommade.

Now, I used them to ruin my wedding venue.

But I hesitated only for a moment, then forcefully stomped on the items scattered on the floor again.

Reasoning clearly wasn't going to work.

So, I might as well go crazy!

"Ah!"

People around me screamed in shock at my actions.

"What kind of bride acts like a shrew?"

"Oh my God, she must be mentally unstable. How else would she explode like this?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't let such a woman into the family!"

I wiped away my tears and snorted. "Fine, I'll show you what it means to be 'unreasonable'! I haven't even married into your family yet, and you're already treating me like this. Well, I'm not getting married today!"

"Mom, Dad." I called out.

My mom and dad immediately said, "If they can't stand up for you today, don't expect them to in the future. Don't marry yet. Don't cry, my girl."

So, amidst everyone's stunned gazes, I left the hotel with my relatives.

All my days and nights spent planning the wedding were wasted.

James held onto the car door, trying to stop me from leaving.

"Honey, don't be mad. Marriage isn't a game, so don't act on impulse!

"Honey, I'm sorry; it's all my fault. I'll go scold Junior right away; he's just young and immature."

He's in his twenties and still "young"?

Sitting in the backseat and wiping my tears, I said, "James, you didn't stand by my side, and you even sided with them against me."

James looked impatient, and his tone was full of disbelief. "It's just a small issue. It's not a big deal! Honey, can I just apologize?"

"A small issue?" I calmed down, and my uncontrollable tears finally stopped. "You think it's a small issue?"

Destiny just came running over at this moment.

She stood next to James and begged. "Ayah, please don't be angry. I take full responsibility for what happened today. Please don't get upset. It's time for the auspicious hour and you should go inside."

I was standing up for her, yet she didn't say a single word earlier.

Now she's telling me not to throw a tantrum?

I said, "Destiny, come with me."

Although the incident was caused by Destiny, it opened my eyes to Mrs. Powell's true nature, and especially to James' attitude. At this point, I was having second thoughts about the marriage.

Destiny didn't respond; she just looked over at James.

James frowned, his tone frustrated. "Ayah, we've invited so many people today, do you really want to embarrass everyone like this?"

I bit my lip, remaining silent, my heart softening.

The Powell family was in business, and they had invited many business partners today. This outburst had indeed made us a laughing stock.

Destiny said, "Today's situation is indeed frustrating. Let's give Ayah some time to calm down."

Hearing that, I immediately snapped out of it. "James, do you not think you bear any responsibility for this?"

"Ayah! You've really disappointed me!" James slammed the door.

Once again, my tearprone nature took over, and I started crying because of his words.

When I got home, my parents were calling all the relatives to cancel the wedding.

Destiny followed me and helped me take off my wedding dress.

"Mrs. Powell's words were just too harsh. If you marry into that family, you'll suffer."

"Your little brotherinlaw has no manners at all; I doubt he'll ever respect you as his sisterinlaw."

"And James, what's with his attitude? He even said you're immature? Is there something wrong with his head?"

"And the Powell family's relatives, are they all toxic? Do they have no sense of right and wrong?"

Listening to Destiny vent about the entire Powell family, I felt a little less angry, and my mind cleared up.

Destiny noticed my silence and cautiously asked, "Ayah, what are you thinking? Are you still going through with the wedding?"

I shook my head.

My face still hurt from being slapped by Mrs. Powell, and just thinking about her made my heart burn with anger!

Destiny passionately exclaimed, "Exactly! Ayah is so beautiful, you can definitely find someone better than James! A man who doesn't defend you? He's not worth it!"

Her exaggerated behavior made me chuckle, and the tension in my heart eased a little.

"Destiny, do you really think James isn't worth marrying?"

James and I had been together for five years, from our freshman year of college to graduation and working, such a long time.

During our relationship, James had always been a good boyfriend. There were never any "little sisters" or flirtatious friends; he was always considerate of me. For every holiday, he would set reminders and prepare gifts in advance.

We've had our arguments, and every time he felt helpless, but he was always the first to apologize and coax me.

When I first started working, I had to work late. He was busy too, but he still insisted on picking me up from work.

That first halfyear of work was exhausting, but whenever we walked home hand in hand under the moonlight, all the frustration and fatigue disappeared.

Back then, I thought, if life continued like this, it wouldn't be so bad.

Later, when James secured his position at Powell Group, he arranged an elaborate proposal, saying he wanted to build our home together.

After being with him for so many years, he gave me a sense of security. He never made me jealous of other women.

Thinking about all this, I couldn't help but cry again.

How did such a joyful day turn into this mess?

Destiny wiped away my tears and said, "Ayah, you've seen it for yourself. He actually loves his family and his reputation more. He never truly put you first."

I pressed my lips together and said nothing.

Destiny spoke earnestly, "A man like that isn't worth it. Ayah, you can't be so lovestruck."

I was indeed a bit of a lovestruck fool.

And a sucker for good looks.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen for James, the most handsome guy in school, at first sight and pursued him so passionately after just one meeting.

Looking back now, I realize how much effort I put into chasing James—throwing away all my pride, doing all sorts of humiliating things.

Later, I felt lucky that I succeeded, managing to win him over, so no one could laugh at me.

James didn't show up at my door until the next day.

I slept for a full day and night, and by noon the next day, when I finally got hungry and opened my door, there he was, sitting on the couch looking utterly exhausted.

He was still wearing the groom's suit from the day before.

"James's been here for a while. You two should have a good talk."

My parents willingly gave us space.

I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, and James followed, rolling up his sleeves as if to make me some noodles.

"You haven't eaten in a few meals, right? Let me cook you some noodles."

If this had been before, I would've wrapped my arms around James' waist, playfully calling him "my wonderful husband," and stood on my tiptoes to kiss his chin.

But now, I coldly walked out of the kitchen.

"Just go. There's nothing to talk about."

Even though I said that, deep down I still hoped James would explain things well and coax me.

After all, he had always treated me really well, and he was excellent in every way.

If we really broke up, I wouldn't be able to let him go.

James sighed, placing the noodles in front of me before speaking, "Ayah, please calm down, okay? Yesterday, I gave Junior a good scolding. It won't happen again. I also made him apologize to Destiny, and she forgave him. Ayah, I checked, and three days from now is still a good day. Can we continue with our wedding?"

I wavered a little.