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\nHowever, a single speech from the maid of honor was about to ruin her son\u2019s image. I\u2019ve always considered myself to be a good mother. I tried my hardest not to be a helicopter mom or one of those obnoxious \u2018boy moms\u2019 you see on the internet nowadays. I taught him to respect women and the elderly and stand up for the weak, and he grew up into quite a gentleman. So, when Connor, my son, brought home his girlfriend, Carrie, I welcomed her with open arms. Who would have known that their wedding would turn into a disaster?\n
Of course, I did some snooping around. She seemed to be an ordinary girl: she drove an old, relatively cheap car and took public transportation when it eventually broke down, didn\u2019t ask my son for expensive surprises, and her own gifts to us, though tasteful, never amounted to large sums. I knew she would sometimes treat herself to a spa weekend or a meal in a high-end place but attributed that to her being good at saving money. After all, every girl deserves to indulge herself once in a while, don\u2019t you think? Imagine my surprise when we arranged to meet her parents, and a luxury car picked us up! Turns out, her father owned a renowned building company, so their family could spend money left, right, and center. When I asked them how come their daughter lived so modestly, her mother explained their agreement. They refused to fund her day-to-day expenses but would support her if she ever decided to start her own business.\n
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And, of course, they would pay for their daughter\u2019s dream wedding. While Carrie explained that she didn\u2019t have a business plan in mind yet, I saw Connor\u2019s eyes light up. You see, he dreamed of starting a technology company since diapers, but we never had that kind of money, and he had no luck with grants, so naturally, he saw this as a perfect opportunity. When he explained his idea to Carrie on our way back, she was immediately on board. They discussed it non-stop, and I was excited to see them planning their business as a soon-to-be family. Carrie even suggested meeting with investors immediately after their wedding. I wish I\u2019d known that it all soon would be over. As the wedding approached, I noticed Carrie acting differently. She tried her best to meet my son\u2019s expectations for their business, but I could see that deep inside, she was struggling. When I asked her if there was a problem, she politely dismissed my concerns. While I gravitated towards suspecting some family issues or a small fight with Connor, I\u2019ve gotta be honest, the thought of her possible pregnancy has also crossed my mind.\n
However, I decided to keep my mouth shut for a while and let the kids sort things out on their own. On the day of the wedding, Carrie seemed particularly anxious, but I brushed it off. She was the bride, after all, and her father invited a lot of influential people\u2014who wouldn\u2019t be nervous? As she walked to her seat at the table, nodding and accepting the compliments, I noticed her maid of honor, Susan, discussing something with Connor. They were obviously having a heated argument, which startled me, but at that point, I knew I\u2019d better not intervene. Deep in my heart, I felt that there was a disaster cooking. When time for the speeches came, the room fell silent as the maid of honor raised her glass. The look on her face was that of a person who knows their death is coming. She began her speech with standard thank-yous and pleasantries, and then she dropped the bombshell. \u201cCarrie. You\u2019ve been my best friend for years and years. Unfortunately, I can\u2019t say the same about myself. This whole thing\u2026 it has to stop.\n
Connor and I have been having an affair for months!\u201d Silence fell, with eyes turned to the bride. To everyone\u2019s surprise, she erupted in a loud, almost diabolical laugh. \u201cWow, Susie,\u201d she managed. \u201cThank God you had it in you to confess. I thought I\u2019d have to do the talking myself!\u201d \u201cYou see,\u201d she stood up and started walking towards Susan, \u201cI knew you two couldn\u2019t be trusted from the way you looked at each other. So, I installed hidden cameras in the house. And what do you think I saw? Two lovebirds in my love nest!\u201d She snatched the microphone from Susan\u2019s hands. \u201cThanks to my dad, we were able to draft a nice prenup agreement, that my soon-to-be hubby signed without reading. Well, in case you\u2019re curious about what you signed, infidelity will leave you with nothing to your name! \u201cBut don\u2019t worry guys! I laced your pieces of cake with a slow-acting laxative! Enjoy your first night together, !\u201d\n
The chaos this caused can only be described as a tidal wave. People were running to the toilet, spitting out the cake, with the bride and her side of the family watching from afar. Seeing my confusion, Carrie walked up to me and took my hand. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, Mrs. Green. You\u2019ve always been kind to me. You\u2019re safe to enjoy the cake.\u201d That day, I walked out of the wedding hall feeling completely shattered. I was only sure of one thing: I didn\u2019t think I knew the man I raised.\n
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