I Married My Mother's Lover As a Stand-In Bride
Wilfred Bright · Completed · 122.7k Words
Introduction
"How could you commit such a sin, Amelia?"
My mother was a lot of things but I never knew she would dare leave her Billionaire husband on the Alter stranded.
My soon to be stepfather was a lot of things, but he wasn't one to accept humiliation. And for that reason, he made me Amelia, the daughter of my runaway mother to take her place on the alter.
Chapter 1
"Why are they not finished yet? The wedding is about to start!" Amelia Lawson screamed, tugging her hair in frustration. Why hadn't her mother just let Jane decorate instead of these people?
'I want everything to be perfect Lia.' Her mother's voice in her head replied to her and she hissed.
They didn't even know their jobs. The finished decorations were tacky and sloppy looking.
Jane would have done a better job.
Amelia touched one of the roses and sighed. "Jane's would have done better."
Perhaps there was something Jane could do before it was too late. She thinks.
Pulling her phone from the only pocket in her shorts, she dialed Jane's number and got her voicemail the first two times. 'Pick up Jane.'
Jane eventually answered on the fourth ring and Amelia sighed in relief. "It's the esteemed maid of honor. To what do I owe the honor?"
Amelia rolled her eyes, fighting back a smile as her best friend laughed at her sorry excuse for a joke. She would have given into the laughter on a different occasion but right now, she was pressed for time.
The wedding had been slated for 10am and it was twelve minutes past 9, meaning she had less than an hour to see to the last minute arrangements and then get ready.
She is the maid of honor and maid of honor never shows up late.
"Lia?"
"Sorry, I spaced out. Hey, do you think you could get here now, the decorations are all wrong."
There was silence on the other end and Lia wondered if her friend had hung up on her. "Jane Austin, I'm in a bit of a pickle here."
"Sure Lia, I'll get there now. I was actually headed there already."
Best friend to the rescue!
"And that's the last one of them." Jane smiled, placing the last of the paper roses she had made inside the vase.
Lia watched her wordlessly, not sure how to thank her. Jane had truly saved the day. Gone were the tacky, unprofessional decorations and now they all looked right, beautiful and perfect.
"What do you think Lia? Did I do any better than those guys?"
Lia just laughed and pulled her into a warm fuzzy hug. "You did great."
Jane groaned and pulled away glaring at her. "Don't get all emotional on me now, you're not even dressed yet!"
Lia laughed and blinked, fighting the tears. "I will get to it now. I had to see to the decorations first. Mr Fernando paid a-lot of money for this, shouldn't he get the value?"
"Indeed. Well the wedding decorations have been saved but if you don't get changed now, the wedding might need saving!" She replied shooing her away.
Lia blew her kisses and ran off in the direction of her room.
The wedding was taking place at the Dreams Hotel, the place her mother and Mr Fernando had their first date. Her room wasn't just the regular room, it was a freaking suite!
Lia chuckled as she remembered how she had reacted when the manager led her to the room.
"This is my room?" Amelia choked, unable to hide her shock and surprise. Sure she knew Mr Fernando was rich but she did not expect this.
She did hope for a regular room, after all it was just so she could be close to the wedding venue.
"Yes ma'am. Your mother and her fiancée have their own suites as well."
"Separately of course." The manager added the last part quickly afraid of what Amelia would think.
Amelia for sure, felt her mother was free to do whatever she liked. Besides she was in love and people in love did stuff.
She didn't want to think about what her mother was 'doing' with her fiancée anyway.
"That's okay. She's a grownup." Came her reply with a wink on top, causing the manager to blush a beet red color.
"It's all good, I enjoyed the one time I had with you." Amelia whispered to the beautiful stall as she wrapped a towel around her body. Thinking of all the good baths she had.
Reluctantly, she stepped out of the bathroom shutting the door after her.
Leaning against the wall of the hotel room, she sighed sadly.., taking in its beauty. She would definitely miss the suite.
Going home after the wedding would be going back to her old boring shower head that only gave cold water baths. And of course her less cozy, spectacular room.
"Alright, time to get ready.“
Lia stood in front of her wardrobe staring at her dress for the wedding. She had picked a style that wasn't too simple or extra. It was a gown with an off shoulder bodice while the rest of it was fitted then flared from the hips down.
She slipped into her gown carefully, mindful of the zipper. There would be no zipper emergency!
She spun in front of the mirror and felt proud of her look. She looked beautiful.
Her mother would look like a Disney Princess in her own dress. Lia could only hope her mother was ready. Her mother wasn't the fastest dresser there was.
She picked up her phone and dialed her mother's number several times with no luck. The line was unreachable.
Lia chuckled to herself as she went to get her shoes. Her mother would never change. "I guess I'd have to go there personally and get her."
Lia walked out of the room and slipped into the hallway where she had kept her shoes.
She bent to pick it up and stopped halfway when someone knocked on the door.
It was probably Jane checking on her to make sure she was ready. The maid of honor couldn't be late to a wedding.
It was Jane but she didn't look too concerned about Lia's level of readiness. She looked incredibly worried about something.
Had something else gone wrong with the planning? The caterer maybe? Amelia panicked.
"Jane? What's going on?" Lia asked as she stepped aside letting her friend walk in.
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