After My Sister Died, I Went Insane for Revenge

I was still locked away in the mental hospital, watching my sister’s wedding livestream with unwavering attention.

Then—chaos.

A naked woman, her face smeared with blood, burst into the scene and dropped to her knees before my sister, bowing in desperation.

“Caitlin, you ruined my face… tore my clothes to shreds. I’m no threat to you anymore. Please, don’t send me to the mental hospital. I’ll stay away from Preston…”

My sister’s groom, Preston Flynn, erupted with fury. In front of the guests, he barked an order.

"Slap her—dozens of times!"

His men obeyed without hesitation.