Before I could gather my thoughts, Felicity suddenly stepped in front of me, her expression furious.
She raised her hand and slapped me hard across the face.
"Your car? This is clearly my husband's car!
"I've suspected my husband was seeing someone else on the side, and now I find out it's you, you little tramp!
"You shameless gold digger! How dare you show up at my wedding, driving my husband's car to taunt me, the legitimate wife?"
Felicity's words left everyone around us wide-eyed and in disbelief.
"Felicity, is that car really your husband's? No way!" one classmate exclaimed, incredulous.
Felicity puffed up with pride, her chin held high. "Of course, it's real! Why would I lie?"
With that, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling through photos of her and Logan.
There were shots of them snuggled up in the car and others of them lounging on the hood, looking cozy and intimate.
The details inside the car and the license plate were unmistakably clear.
The crowd gasped collectively. "Holy crap, it really is Felicity's husband's car! That means Megan must be the other woman!"
Felicity's expression twisted into a scowl, her eyebrows knitting together in anger.
"No wonder you've been so quiet all these years. Turns out you've just been playing the side chick!"
The crowd turned their eyes to me, their expressions a mix of shock and disdain.
"I can't believe it! Megan looks so put together, yet she's been sneaking around as someone's mistress!"
"Right? I used to think she was this cool, aloof straight-A student. I even wrote her a love letter back in high school! Now it feels gross just thinking about it!"
"Some people act all innocent on the outside, but behind closed doors, they're a whole different story. The moment they see a wealthy guy, they're practically begging for attention!"
"Look at her flaunting the sugar daddy's car right in front of the real wife. She must be jealous of Felicity getting married and is trying to ruin the wedding!"
Even Amanda looked at me with contempt, her voice dripping with disdain.
"Megan, when you're out in public, please don't mention that you were my student. I never taught anyone with such a lack of morals!"
The crowd's chatter turned into a frenzy, drawing in onlookers who pointed fingers and whispered.
Some even took out their phones to record, while others spat in my direction.