Liam cleared his throat and then pasted a nervous smile as he glanced at Emma then back at the blonde.
"She.... she's no one, babe," Liam said quickly, stepping closer to the bride. "Just… my crazy ex. The one I told you about."
Emma's heart stopped at his words. "Your crazy ex?"
He didn't even bat an eyelid lying to the girl he just got married to, neither did he think twice about how he would hurt her own feelings.
The bride tilted her head, her lips curling into a cold smile. "Oh! The crazy ex! She must really be that crazy if she's here like this!"
Ivy who had been equally stunned by Liam's statement scoffed. "I've always known you're a jerk but a cheat? God!"
"And who are you to call my man a cheat? Another of his crazy ex?" the blonde asked looking Ivy over.
"She's not his 'crazy ex' and neither am I. I'm his girlfriend and we've been dating for two years!" Emma yelled, drawing the attention of everyone who hadn't noticed the commotion.
