Chapter 119:
Jessica’s POV:
I was wearing a breathtakingly beautiful wedding dress, holding Frank’s arm as we received the congratulations from everyone.
The guests flocked to us, eager to curry favor, and I couldn’t help but revel in the attention.
Frank had become the most favored Gamma in the king’s eyes, and our wedding was blessed with special gifts from the king himself. This honor was rare and sought after, a sign of our elevated status.
And today, I was the honorable Gamma’s wife. Nobody would ever make fun of me again.
I raised my chin with pride, showing off the diamond ring on my finger. It was a new, dazzling piece that Frank had bought for me—bigger and more magnificent than Makenna’s. I was eager to see how this would make her feel.
A guest noticed the ring and praised me, saying, “Mrs. Thomas, the ring on your finger is so beautiful! Mr. Thomas truly adores you!”
I basked in the compliment, glancing shyly at Frank. “We have always loved each other.”
Frank smiled and tightened his hold on my waist.
I smiled back at him, sweetly and contentedly.
The guest continued, “Mr. Thomas has impeccable taste. Mrs. Thomas is also very fortunate to marry a Gamma. You are far better than your…”
The disparaging remark about Makenna only made my smile wider.
That woman was no match for me in any way!
Even so, I maintained a facade of kindness, saying, “Please don’t speak ill of my sister. We are family. If you say that again, I might get upset.”
The guest nodded, and I flashed a gentle, magnanimous smile. Inside, however, I was eager to see Makenna’s reaction.
I imagined her discomfort at seeing her wedding transformed into mine and Frank’s.
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It was satisfying to think of her envy and discomfort.
She always seemed to outshine me despite her weak wolf and faint scent.
But today was my day, and I was ready to show her who was truly victorious.
As I was lost in these thoughts, a series of gasps rose from the crowd.
“Look at her! Is that Makenna? She’s stunning!”
“She’s so attractive. She seems like she’s going to steal the spotlight from the bride.”
Even Frank’s gaze followed in the direction of the commotion, filled with admiration.
I turned quickly to see what had caused the stir.
Makenna, in a simple light green outfit, was strolling by not too far off. She was as graceful and lovely as a hibiscus, even though the pattern was simple.
I felt a little embarrassed as I instinctively pulled the hem of my exquisite wedding dress.
A pang of insecurity hit me. Her understated beauty made my elaborate dress seem gaudy in comparison.
Was she trying to overshadow me?
My fists clenched in jealousy as I watched her, trying to maintain my composure.
