Too Late to Regret, The Bride He Abandoned Has Risen

Ryan Thompson was still nowhere to be found at the wedding. I called him dozens of times before he finally answered impatiently.

"Emily! Are you annoying? The enemy is pressing in, the city is about to fall, I have to fight!"

"Fight for what?" I paused.

In the background, I heard the crisp command of his childhood sweetheart, Megan:

"Ryan, mid lane! Mid lane!"

I suddenly realized. "Oh, you're busy."

He paused, then calmed down a bit. "Emily, ranked matches can't be paused, please understand."

"After this game, wait for me for an hour at most and I'll definitely pick you up."

Then he hung up.

I smiled, logged into the game and found the top player in the server.

[Alex Reed, you're coming to the wedding?]

Then he replied instantly: [Send me the address!]

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Just as I shared my location with Alexander Reed, Megan Parker’s video call came.

In the wedding car, Ryan stared intently at his phone screen. Megan leaned on his shoulder and yelled, "Ryan! Kill the one with the remaining health! Quick!"

Ryan's moves were as ferocious as a tiger and Megan excitedly bumped his shoulder. "666, double kill!"

The two of them exchanged a tacit smile. Megan then looked at me apologetically.

"Emily, I just got killed instantly. I'm taking this opportunity to explain things to you while resurrecting."

"Understand Ryan. He's actually very anxious and wants to get you. He keeps urging us to finish quickly."

"But this Peak Showdown match is crucial. If we win, Ryan and my team will advance into the top ten in the city."

"The opponent is just too good. We can't take it. Oh, there's nothing we can do."

She sighed and suddenly turned to look at the screen.

"Ryan! Push the crystal! Push the crystal!"

"Ahhhhh! We missed it! The opponent's marksman reacted!"

Ryan looked up irritably and tutted when he saw me.

"Megan! You still have time to video chat with Emily? You're such a leisurely support! Why don't you come and protect me?"

"Emily, bye!"

Megan was about to hang up when Ryan grabbed her wrist. "Thirsty, give me some water."

Megan rolled her eyes. "Ryan, you're the only one who's so nosy. Am I your babysitter? Someone who brings you tea and water?"

"If Emily wasn't here, you wouldn't have gotten this good thing?" Ryan sneered, suddenly glancing at the camera. "Right, Emily?"

My fingers trembled as I gripped the phone and my throat tightened.

Megan casually sipped her milk tea and then smirked as she offered it to Ryan.

"I just spit in it. Do you dare drink it?"

Ryan scoffed, snatched it from her and drank.

"How many times did you spit in my drink when we were in school? I'm immune to it."

I looked away, a pang of bitterness welling up in my heart.

In my five years with Ryan, he and Megan had always been inseparable, acting as childhood sweethearts.

When they were together, they played games together; when they weren't, they played online games together every night. They've been playing the same game for five years and never seem to tire of it.

I used to be jealous, too, hoping they'd keep their distance.

But Ryan always called me overly sensitive.

"Emily, is all you think about? Who doesn't have a close friend?"

"Megan and I just have a rapport during the game. Outside of the game, I don't even glance at her."

"Besides, I love playing games. Can you play with me? Girls need talent for gaming, too, okay?"