A Farce

Bella's POV: When I stepped into the banquet hall with Herbert, the banquet had already begun. There were many people in the banquet hall, at least more than two hundred people. The banquet hall was grand and magnificent, with flowers, delicious food, and fine wine everywhere. Herbert generously introduced me to everyone that I was his wife and invited them to attend our wedding next month. I was blessed by many people, and for a moment, I was in a good mood. In fact, what I cared about most in my heart was that he valued and cherished me. This was what many women couldn't ask for in their lives. The attention and cherishing of their loved ones were the greatest happiness in this woman's life. Later, many friends from the business world and political circles talked to Herbert, so I consciously avoided them. After all, I was not interested in those conversations. I reached for a piece of exquisite cake on the table. I was about to take a bite when someone called me from behind. "Bella?"