

Addicted To My Accidental Husband
In a wedding day disaster, event planner Leigh's carefully laid plans unravel when her bride vanishes. With a furious groom and his demanding family on the brink of chaos, a desperate solution emerges: a substitute bride. But who could possibly step into such an impossible role, and what unexpected entanglements will arise from this accidental union?“Leigh, we have a problem,” Ella, my beautiful assistant, is likely to cry.
I force a smile, hoping the worst problem she is telling me has something to do with the suppliers or the venue, not involving the bride and the groom.
Before she came in, I was meditating, and I have never done that, except now. The silver-white color of the black-out drapes in the large glass window of the hotel room was open, making it possible for the sun’s rays to kiss my face. Despite my fear of height, I have chosen to sit beside the window to meditate and divert my worries about our event today.
Mei requested that we wear black for today’s affair, adding a baby pink scarf to match the wedding motif. I love and hate wearing black, and today, I was not comfortable with the color, especially at a wedding. It was like a bad omen.
“We have a problem...” Ella repeated and sniffed as she opened the door wide. It only meant I had to stand up to check on this problem myself.
“Ohh... kay... What is it this time?” I gritted my teeth, forgetting the meditation and its benefits to my health, and followed Ella walked to the hallway.
“Mei is missing!”
She said, wiping the tears flowing on her cheeks. I stopped walking, imagining I heard it wrong and grabbed her wrist to stop her. I released a nervous laugh and swallowed hard.
