Woman Shouted ‘I Object’ at My Wedding, Begged My Groom to Spend 6 Months with Her — His Reply Had a Shocking Outcome

Emma’s wedding day took a shocking turn when Susan, Steve’s ex, interrupted the ceremony, claiming she was dying and begging Steve to spend her last six months with her. “Steve, I’m dying. I have six months to live. I’m begging you not to marry this woman and spend them with me instead,” Susan pleaded.

Confused and hurt, Emma demanded, “Who is this?” Steve explained, “Emma, this is Susan. She’s… she’s my first love.” He felt torn and asked to speak with Susan privately. The guests whispered as they left.

After some time, Steve returned, announcing, “Susan has asked me to spend her remaining time with her. I can’t in good conscience ignore her plea.” Emma, devastated, questioned, “You’re going to leave me? For her? On our wedding day!” Steve insisted it was just for closure, but Emma couldn’t believe it.

Suddenly, Susan’s mother burst in, revealing, “Susan has been lying. She’s not dying.” Susan, breaking down, admitted she couldn’t let Steve go. Emma, feeling betrayed, told Steve, “I can’t marry someone who would so easily walk away.” She left the altar, needing time to heal and figure out her future.

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