The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 265

They had once been the best of friends, promising to be each other's maid of honor at their weddings.

And now, after Rebecca had seduced her boyfriend behind her back, secretly married him, gotten pregnant, and deceived her for three years, she still had the audacity to ask her to be maid of honor?

Penelope let out a cold laugh. Rebecca was using their past friendship as a knife to stab her right in the heart.

Only, it didn't hurt anymore.

Before Penelope could respond, Rebecca joyfully pulled her into the master bedroom.

"I didn't like the layout and decor you chose, so I had the whole thing redone. It's completely different now," Rebecca said, gesturing proudly at the room, which was covered in wedding decorations.

It was certainly different. Penelope sneered.

"But why didn't you change the bed?"

Rebecca's lips tightened for a second. "I, uh, I actually quite like this bed."

"So you have a thing for my leftovers," Penelope said, her eyes glinting.

"I earned this," Rebecca retorted, striking a victorious pose.

"It was something I threw away."

"Well, it's mine now."

"You don't really think I'd fight you over this piece of trash, do you?"

"The one who can't have it is always the one who gets defensive."

"Who would get defensive over a piece of trash?"

"You must be so sad and jealous right now."

"You're really overthinking this."

"You haven't even congratulated me yet."

Penelope offered a deeply sincere tone. "Congratulations on marrying Zebulon and joining the Sullivan family. Your contribution to society by taking him off the market is greater than any sacrifice. I wish you and Zebulon a long and happy life together. May you be shackled to each other for all eternity, so you can't inflict yourselves on anyone else."

Rebecca's face darkened slightly. "We will be happy, for the rest of our lives."

Penelope smiled. "That's wonderful."

"So, you'll be my maid of honor, right?"

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