Love At The CEOs Terms Chinese Drama

The grand hall shimmered with crystal chandeliers casting sparkling lights on the elegantly dressed guests. The floral scent mingled with the subtle hum of whispered conversations. It was supposed to be the happiest day for Sean Hartmann and Arlina Putri-a day marking the beginning of their forever.

But the bride was nowhere to be found.

Sean stood by the altar, his tuxedo immaculate, yet his face was a storm of confusion and growing anger. The orchestra's delicate melody played on, but the empty space beside him screamed louder than any music.

The murmurs in the crowd grew louder. Guests exchanged worried glances, some whispering about a possible cold feet. But the truth was far darker.

Backstage, in a small, dimly lit room, Arlina stared at her phone, hands trembling. The message blinking on the screen was from Adrian, her former lover, who had just returned from Europe after nearly two years away. The words were simple but packed with a thousand emotions:

"I'm back. We need to talk. It's urgent."

Her heart pounded fiercely-an erratic rhythm against the quiet of the room. She had spent months trying to forget him, trying to bury the past that almost destroyed her. But now, with her family's expectations crushing her, and the scandal her sister Celia caused still fresh, she felt suffocated.

She had no choice.

With a shaky breath, Arlina slipped out the back door, ignoring the flood of questions and shocked faces behind her.

Meanwhile, in the main hall, Sean's gaze was sharp and unforgiving as he watched Elora Putri-Arlina's youngest sister-being ushered hurriedly down the aisle. Her face was pale, her steps hesitant, but she wore the wedding gown with a grace that belied her inner turmoil.

Sean's mind raced with the harshest assumptions. A divorced woman... forced into this? What kind of trick was this? His anger wasn't just about the deception-it was a bitter poison fueled by disappointment and suspicion.

Elora felt every icy stare from the guests, every sharp glance from Sean. She had never imagined that one day she'd be standing here, filling in for a sister who vanished like a ghost.

Inside, she battled the storm raging in her chest. The bitterness from years of watching men come and go, leaving only pain behind, hardened her. She had built walls around her heart-walls she wasn't sure she could break down for Sean, or anyone.