To test his bride, the rich groom dressed up in a shabby suit and arrived at the wedding in an old junk car. The bride’s reaction shocked everyone

Why would I go to the most popular café in our city if I were a cheater just before the wedding? What’s it called? Mrs Sullivan asked. It’s just called Pizza. It opened a year ago, serves delicious food and the prices are reasonable.

We call it the Student Café. There are always plenty of students there. Melanie, do you still love Adrian? Mrs Sullivan unexpectedly changed the subject.

I think I love, although I’m giving the word a slightly different meaning right now. I know you’ll ask me why I ran away from the wedding if I loved him. You see, I was preparing myself for a happy married life with the man I loved.

I liked, I won’t lie, that Adrian was a wealthy guy. I thought that if I married him I would become financially independent of my parents and live as I pleased. Before my father’s incident we had no problems with money but my mum and dad constantly talked about how I would have to work hard in the future to become a real professional and live without worries.

Now I understand that my parents were right about everything but back then I just imagined that half of my life would be spent on achieving that while there were so many other interesting and new things around me. Your grandson came to the wedding like a jester saying that he was completely broke and that we would live on his salary as a taxi driver. I just didn’t expect such a turn of events.

I had told everything about my smart, beautiful and well-off fiancé and then this happened. I understand that in your eyes I am a foolish, selfish person who wanted to settle better in life. Let it be that way but I’m just too tired.

How many thoughts are running through your head, Melanie? But believe me, the most important thing is that you realised your problem. We all make mistakes. My son, Brandon, a successful entrepreneur, a self-sufficient man, but he’s under his wife’s thumb.

And he didn’t say a word to me about this story. But you know, Melanie, our conversation with you is not over yet. Let’s meet tomorrow morning.

I think my legs led me to your store for a reason, she said to Melanie. Melanie said goodbye to Adrian’s grandmother and went back to work. A feeling of unprecedented relief filled her soul.

Suddenly someone called her by name. A handsome stranger pulled up too close to the sidewalk in his car and gestured for Melanie to sit in the front seat. The girl ignored him and went on her way.

The stranger jumped out of the car and ran up to Melanie. Hey, Melanie, do you remember me? Hello? No, I don’t remember you. What do you want? Oh, calm down.

Why so gloomy in the morning? I just came to talk to you. I’m one of Adrian’s friends. My name is Marcus.

I was late for your wedding. Adrian told me everything that had happened. I’ve been writing to you on social media, but you don’t respond.

So I had to catch you on the street. Do you know that Adrian is getting married soon? I’m happy for him, Melanie answered indifferently. But he doesn’t love his fiancée.

His mother is forcing him to marry this girl. Things aren’t going well for his father in business, and Crystal is the daughter of a big shot in our administration. He seemed to like her at first, so she’s a pretty girl, but he talked to her for a while and realised they didn’t have any common ground.

He isn’t glad he agreed to this wedding himself. Well, there’s nothing I can do to help. Let him put on the same show with her as she did with me, and maybe she’ll get off him on her own.

Melanie, I’m serious. You have to tell Adrian that you still love him and there will be no wedding. He’s setting a trap for himself and I just want to save him.

Marcus, why do you think I still love him and should save him from such a good advantageous match? And do you think I’ll believe both of you, especially Adrian, who played a prank at our wedding? This is not a joke, Melanie. Goodbye. The girl turned around and went towards the store.

Melanie! Melanie! Marcus shouted after her. Do you even know how much Adrian is suffering because of what happened? He’s proud. He just can’t call you himself.

He knows he’s to blame. A man is the master of his own destiny, Melanie loudly pronounced the first phrase that came to her mind and walked even faster. Caitlin, dear, make me some tea, please.

I feel like drinking something. Mrs. Sullivan sat in the spacious kitchen spreading butter on a piece of bread. Of course I will.

But it’s just wonderful. You do everything yourself and now you’re asking me to do it. Caitlin, you know I wanted someone to take care of me, like in a cafe.

I only go to such places rarely. There is no such variety of places in my small town. So what’s stopping you from going to a cafe or restaurant? Brandon and I often go to such places.

Yes, you’re probably right. There’s a woman living in the house across from you who recommended going to a cafe. What’s it called? Oh, I remember.

Just Pizza. She said it’s tasty and cheap. Do you think it’s worth going there? I’m shocked by such advice.

It’s a youth cafe. There’s constant noise and the staff is rude. No, definitely not.

Have you been there, Caitlin? I’ve been there once. Thanks for the advice, dear. But now I’m going for a walk.

Mum, where are you going? asked Brandon as he saw his mother leaving. Yes, Sonny, I am. Could you please drive me? It’s nearby, she replied…