Wedding preparations and the wife's invitation to her ex-boyfriend

Time flies, and the day I have to marry this lowly second-hand wife is fast approaching. During these last days of single life, my wife and I have enjoyed many pleasurable sexual encounters, and my anticipation for our future life together is growing stronger. We went to bridal boutiques several times to try on wedding dresses and evening gowns, finally choosing a beautiful wedding gown and several evening gowns. It certainly cost a lot of money; even my wife kept saying I was being wasteful. But seeing my wife looking so stunning in those clothes filled me with immense joy. I felt that ordinary wedding dresses and gowns didn't do justice to my beautiful bride. A woman in a wedding dress is probably the happiest and most beautiful woman in the world. My wife looked absolutely divine and pure in her wedding dress, not at all like the woman who would kneel at a man's feet and lick his feet or even his anus. Watching my wife try on wedding dresses, I could already imagine that on our wedding day, she would be the star of the show, the center of attention. I thought that seeing my wife, who was insecure, looking so beautiful, would surely make her forget all the shameful experiences she had gone through, and might even make her feel like a noble and pure woman. I felt that my wife needed such a grand wedding to overcome the shadows of those shameful experiences that had made her feel inferior. So, regarding the wedding dress, evening gown, and wedding decorations, I tried my best to arrange the best I could afford for her. I just wanted her to overcome her insecurity and, at least on her wedding day, to feel like a proud princess.
Two days before the wedding, relatives and friends from other places who were coming to attend the wedding began to arrive in our city. The relatives and friends of our parents were arranged for by both sets of parents to have their own meals and accommodations. As for my wife's and my classmates, my wife and I had to personally host them. My wife and I were quite tired during the day and didn't have much energy at night. Since the bridal suite was already decorated, my wife simply told me that we would each sleep with our parents for the next two days.
The day before the wedding, most of the classmates from other places who were coming to attend the wedding had arrived. Many of them hadn't been seen for a long time, so we arranged for them to have a small get-together in the afternoon. Besides the opportunity for the alumni groups on both sides to get to know each other, there are also some small, supportive wedding activities that can be handled by close friends.
The night before, my wife said she needed to rest and called me early to urge me to go to bed. We both slept in late and didn't meet until noon the next day. However, after we met, I suddenly felt like my wife had something to say to me. After some prodding, she finally told me that she hadn't expected Bai to attend our wedding, and that he was already there.
It was then that I suddenly remembered that my wife and I had indeed discussed inviting Bai to our wedding. Actually, I didn't think it was a big deal for ex-boyfriends or ex-girlfriends to attend a wedding; I had secretly invited a senior alumna to come all the way, so I shouldn't be against my wife's ex-boyfriend attending. But Bai, this "ex-boyfriend," was a little different. I knew Bai was very outstanding, at least in terms of physique and looks, much better than me, so I was actually a little jealous and resistant. Especially since my wife's relationship with Bai goes beyond a simple ex-boyfriend dynamic, the thought of her doing so many shameful things to Bai, like a submissive bitch, makes me even more uneasy about facing him, especially at my own wedding. The image of me passionately kissing my bride's lips and tongue at the wedding is tinged with the memory of her tongue licking another man's toes and penetrating his filthy anus, making me incredibly embarrassed. More importantly, I can tell from my wife's expression that she doesn't know how to face Bai either. I know she still harbors feelings for him, and seeing the man who has slept with the groom countless times and still passionately calls out to him at her wedding would surely make her feel awkward and uncomfortable. I'm particularly worried that if Bai attends the wedding, it will spoil the experience. Fortunately, my wife was very clear against it when we discussed it, so to avoid appearing petty, I left the decision to her and quickly forgot about it.
To my surprise, my wife suddenly told me at this crucial moment that she had ultimately invited Bai to the wedding. Although I still felt I should be more magnanimous, the thought of Bai in the audience, looking at the stunning bride on stage and reminiscing about his passionate past with her, filled me with a pang of jealousy. I couldn't help but feel a surge of bitterness and angrily questioned my wife about why she had previously objected and why she had ultimately let Bai attend.
My wife then told me that she hadn't informed Bai, but a girl in her dorm had relayed the message to Bai, who then asked her to tell my wife that he would definitely attend the wedding and would give her a large red envelope. The girl was also my wife's bridesmaid, so my wife couldn't very well refuse or undermine her. My wife said she had hesitated for days, unsure how to tell me. I struggled with the decision for a long time, but seeing my wife's troubled expression, I realized I couldn't blame her anymore; I couldn't let the couple be unhappy.
The thought of meeting Bai for the first time that night, this man who has toyed with my wife countless times, treating her like a lowly bitch—how am I supposed to face him? Will he subtly imply that I'm just a pathetic man who picks up a used woman he's had his fill and cherishes her? How will my wife feel about his eagerness to attend our wedding? If he shows a desire to toy with her again, will she be tempted? The orgasms she experienced with him, compared to the feelings I gave her, can she resist? Am I going to face the misfortune of my wife's infidelity right after our wedding?
I started having wild thoughts, growing increasingly anxious, as if something terrible was bound to happen. My wild thoughts went completely off the rails; I even thought that Bai probably wouldn't take my wife away again, that he just wanted to play with her for a while longer, to experience the pleasure she felt under him as a wife, and then he'd give her back to me. When I realized I couldn't control these thoughts at all, and even started to feel fortunate that Bai might give my wife back after he was done with her, I realized how utterly pathetic I was. So humble that even if my newlywed wife were taken away and abused, I would still feel happy because he would surely return her to me after he was done with her… It wasn't until this moment that I suddenly realized that facing a man like Bai, not only would my wife, who had been used by him for many years, feel humble, but even I, a man who had never met him, seemed even more humble.
I couldn't help it; I always felt that this was a man who could take my wife away from me at any time, and I had already realized that I couldn't live without my second-hand wife
no matter what. The class reunion was arranged in a private room with three tables in a Sichuan restaurant. Two tables were for my classmates, and one table was for my wife's classmates. Because the wedding was the next day, everyone said they wanted to chat and have a few drinks with their classmates, so the reunion wasn't scheduled for too late, starting around 3 pm. From noon when my wife told me that Bai was also attending the wedding, I felt uneasy. My wife had dressed up at home, wearing light makeup and her hair simply styled; she looked dignified and beautiful. Finally, my wife chose a dark red bodycon dress that perfectly showcased her slender waist and rounded hips. I watched her get ready and choose her clothes the whole time. I noticed that although she didn't seem to be making any obvious preparations, every move she made revealed a sense of tension and unease. She was always flustered, constantly adjusting her clothes, hair, and makeup. I roughly knew what she was worried about. I guessed it might be related to the fact that she was about to see Bai, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. After all, he was a very special man to her. She had always been in a very lowly position in front of Bai. Facing a man who had once manipulated her thoroughly and treated her like trash, she must have been very nervous and embarrassed. Actually, I don't know why, but I felt a little empathetic towards him.
I wasn't much calmer than my wife, but to comfort her, I went over and hugged her. I told her she felt like a goddess today, and that from tomorrow on, she would be a happy woman with a home; the past should be left behind. I told her that no matter what happened in the past, I would always love her unconditionally, and she would always be a goddess by my side. Hearing my words of comfort, my wife seemed to relax a little. But I knew that although I could comfort her like that, my own unease was probably no less than hers.

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