The Don Chose Her, I Chose Left Chapter 05

The Don Chose Her, I Chose Left Chapter 05

[Julian emergency, your bride’s got another man. inside your bridal suite!] 

[Pick up the phone immediately and get back here 

fast!] 

A blurry attached photo accompanied the urgent 

message. 

The background was unmistakably our top–floor Russo hotel bridal penthouse. 

A strange unfamiliar man lounged across the 

crimson wedding bed that should’ve belonged 

solely to Julian and me. 

Who was this mystery guy? 

Julian dialed one of his guys‘ numbers in a panic. 

“What on earth is going on?” 

The line stayed noisy with chaotic background 

chatter as the man on the other end stumbled 

through an explanation. 

“We have no clue what’s happening ourselves.” 

“We’d come over to pull off a harmless shivaree 

prank.” 

“Walked right in to find some random guy half–undressed on your marital bed.” 

“Miss Bellandi’s acting totally familiar with him…” 

“Man, I think you just got cheated on by your own 

bride.” 

“Hurry back over ASAP!” 

Julian’s grip squeezed his smartphone hard 

enough his knuckles whitened, rage and disbelief blazing hot in his irises. 

Elena had stuck faithfully beside him for eight full 

years. 

She’d abandoned the wealthy Bellandi family estate and fought against her own parents solely to stand by his side. 

How could she possibly betray him like this? 

In his warped mind, no matter how shamelessly he acted toward her, I’d never walk away from our 

relationship. 

I’d supported him through every lowest point early in his career when he needed the Bellandi Family’s 

financial and political backing most. 

I’d voluntarily destroyed my own physical health 

over and over for his sake. 

Even when he demanded I accept his bizarre 

farewell vigil night with Bianca, I’d agreed without 

throwing a screaming fit. 

Cheating was entirely out of character for me, 

meaning some massive misunderstanding had to be unfolding. 

Bianca leaned in to peek at his phone screen and let out a dramatic gasp. 

“Your bride brought a strange man into your wedding suite on your actual wedding night?” 

“How dare she pull such a stunt?!” 

Beneath her shocked act hid obvious gleeful 

schadenfreude. 

“Aren’t you furious enough to confront her over 

this insult?” 

Julian’s boiling anger couldn’t be contained 

another second. 

He abandoned Bianca’s room and raced back 

toward the penthouse without delay. 

By the time Julian sprinted up to the top floor bridal suite, the atmosphere inside hung thick and 

hostile. 

Several crewmen surrounded the mysterious man, 

boxing him into place while multiple uniformed 

Russo Family security guards lined the entire 

hallway outside the doorway. 

All his guys lit up with angry determination upon 

spotting Julian’s arrival. 

“Thank god you’re finally here, Julian!” 

“We’ve kept close watch so nothing inappropriate 

could happen to Miss Bellandi.” 

“Now you can give this trespassing creep exactly 

what he deserves!” 

Julian’s sharp eyes darted straight toward the 

wedding bed. 

The unknown man remained stretched casually 

across the mattress meant for Julian’s wedding 

night, completely calm and unphased without 

sparing the furious groom a single glance. 

“Took you long enough to get back, Julian.” 

I spoke with easy composure. 

“You promised thirty minutes.” 

“I’ve waited well over an hour for your return.” 

“Waited for me to catch you cheating?” Julian’s 

voice came out low and snarled, jaw tight with 

unbridled fury. 

“Elena, you owe me a full explanation right now.” 

“Who is this guy and what’s he doing in our room?” 

“An explanation’s exactly what I’ve been waiting to 

give.” I nodded unruffled. 

I stepped forward and looped an arm over the 

mysterious man’s shoulder in full view of every 

stunned onlooker. 

I locked eyes with Julian’s seething face and laid 

out my trump card plainly. 

“This is the Bellandi Family’s ancient tradition I 

warned you about.” 

“On the wedding night, the bride completes a wedding–night rite with her former lover while her groom watches the whole thing unfold.”