Knowing My Ex-Wife After The Divorce Novel by Yetta Horace

In the fancy Royal Hotel, everyone was buzzing with excitement for the big wedding between the Guzman and Shaw families. This event was the talk of the town, bringing in guests from all over Jonton, eager to see the glamorous celebration.

Backstage, the bride was finishing up her makeup, surrounded by a group of her close friends, who were gossiping about the wedding. “Yulisa, I’m so jealous! You’re marrying Quinn! The Shaw family is just behind the Reese family in status!” one friend beamed.

“The Guzman family isn’t too shabby either. Someone as amazing as Yulisa deserves a match from a family like that!” another friend added, her eyes sparkling with envy.

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The Reese, Guzman, and Shaw families were the top elite in Jonton; being connected to any of them was a big deal. With the Guzman and Shaw families joining forces, they might even outshine the Reese family.

As the bride, Yulisa Guzman, finished applying her lipstick, she smiled gracefully. “Well, Tobias was great too, but he’s with Elle now, so he just isn’t good enough for me. The only one who truly deserves me is my husband.”

“Absolutely!” her friends chimed in, their tone laced with false sweetness.

Some people were born into elite circles, destined to be envied by others. Take Yulisa Guzman, for example. As the eldest daughter of the Guzman family, she was loved by everyone-so much so that even Quinn Shaw, the perfect match everyone wanted, had to go above and beyond to win her over.

Yulisa finished getting ready and scanned the room. “Has anyone seen Natalie?”

At the mention of Natalie’s name, one of the friends rolled her eyes. “Natalie? You mean that illegitimate child? I almost forgot her name

“Yulisa, it’s your big day! Why even think about her another friend scoffed.

Yulisa’s gaze sharpened, her lips curling into a smirk. “Of course, I want her to see the difference between a legitimate daughter of the family and someone like her. Dad even said she would show up.”

It was pretty common for a main wife to push out the mistress, and people in high society often looked down on illegitimate kids. Hearing Yulisa’s words, a girl jumped in, ‘Don’t worry, Yulisa. If we see her, we’ll definitely teach her a lesson and make sure she has a ‘great day.” The last two words were stressed, and the meaning was obvious.

Yulisa felt a sense of relief. For some things, she didn’t have to lift a finger-there were always people ready to take care of it for her. She sneered in her heart, ‘What is Natalie, anyway? Just dirt beneath my feet!

Just then, a clear, melodic voice broke the tension. “Did someone say they were looking for me?”

Everyone turned to see Natalie, casually dressed in a simple shirt and jeans, standing at the door. She looked out of place among the elegantly dressed bridesmaids, but her relaxed vibe made her own kind of entrance.

Yulisa laughed, “What a coincidence! We were just talking about you. Why did you come dressed so casually? It’s my wedding day!”

“And what’s wrong with wearing casual clothes?” Natalie replied, unfazed.

Yulisa’s friends jumped in with snarky comments. “This wedding is about the Guzman and Shaw families, you know. Even if you’re having a tough time, you should’ve at least rented a nice dress! Who are you trying to impress by looking so frumpy?”

Another friend added, “Let’s be real. She probably can’t even afford a gift for the wedding: how would she buy a dress?”

“There’s no way she can afford that. The wedding gift has to be at least a few million. Even if she sold herself, she still couldn’t gather that much money,”

The group giggled lightly, their words wrapped in sweet tones but laced with malice.

Yulisa just smiled, her gaze steady on Natalie. “Don’t worry, Natalie. Even if you’re the illegitimate daughter, you’re still my half-sister. Lucky for you, I had a few dresses prepared for you.”

The girls around her were shocked. “Yulisa, you’re so generous! You even got dresses for the illegitimate daughter!” one exclaimed.

“Of course! She’s still part of the Guzman family. We can’t let her show up looking shabby. You all should take her around and have some fun later, Yulisa replied, her tone firm.

This was a cue for her friends. They exchanged knowing glances, clearly catching Yulisa’s hint.

Natalie, however, showed no interest, wearing an indifferent expression as she ignored their chatter.

Yulisa clapped her hands, and a few people walked in carrying a variety of dresses. “Natalie, take a look and pick whichever one you like,” she said with a smile.

One girl stepped forward and grabbed a dress. It was black with a low neckline and a cut-out back-really revealing. The fabric looked nice, but it would definitely draw the wrong attention. “Wow, Yulisa, your taste is amazing! This dress is perfect. for Natalie!” she cooed..

Like mother, like daughter. Yulisa, you always go above and beyond,” another girl chimed in.

Looking at the row of dresses, they were all similar-definitely eye-catching in the wrong way. Natalie only glanced at them before quickly looking away. “I don’t need any of this.”

“Who do you think you are, refusing to wear this?” a girl sneered “Just because you’re the illegitimate daughter doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want!”

“Yulisa told you to wear it, so you better put it on!” another girl added, pushing her.

With that, the group closed in on Natalie, their faces full of disdain. One girl even grabbed the most revealing dress, ready to make Natalie try it on, while another reached for Natalie’s clothes to pull them away.

Yulisa watched with a sly smile. “Natalie, I’m just looking out for you. Nobody wants you to show up dressed so plain; it would tarnish Dad’s reputation,” she said sweetly. “So just change already