That was what Fan Tiffany kept muttering almost like a chant, in a way to steady her nerves and fight the fear that was growing steadily within her, but it was almost of no use.
Her teeth dug firmly on her red lips as she struggled to fight back the tears that was gathering behind her eyelids.
"Is the groom going to ever show up?!"
On hearing the question that was loudly raised by the several of the guests, that was what spurred Fan Tiffany to turn around, as her mind kept screaming that there was no way she would survive the embarrassment of walking out of the wedding of her dreams without a groom.
Searching through the guests until her eyes landed on Jiu Wei, he had on a nice black suit and white shirt, he was good looking, but did not fit the type of guys what she usually went out with.
Jiu Wei sat on the second row; he sent a wave at her with a questioning look on his face when he saw her look in his direction. He saw her leave where she stood in front along with the bridesmaid, flower girls, best man who had on a nice suit on.
For a moment Jiu Wei panicked, thinking she was about to run away from her wedding. On getting to where he sat, Fan Tiffany said, " Brother Wei! Please stand up!"