Chapter 4

In the afternoon, we left the civil affairs bureau and took a car back to Woodruff's house.

Along the way, Woodruff suddenly became much quieter than usua.

To break the silence, I spoke first, "My condition is much more stable now."

Normally, if I mentioned my illness before, he would go into a detailed analysis, but today he only replied with a cold "mm."

Perhaps he was tired from juggling work and wedding preparations.

I decided not to push for a conversation and let the silence linger.

But then I noticed we weren't heading to the hospital or his house; instead, we were going to a resort in the suburbs.

"The house is a bit chaotic with the wedding preparations, so you'll stay here for now," Woodruff said.

His thoughtfulness moved me, and for a moment, I thought I had found the right person. But once again, reality shattered my hopeful dreams ...

Soon, the wedding day arrived. We had decided to hold the ceremony in Woodruff's small villa.

To keep things simple and not tire me out, we only invited family and close friends. York and Winnie were also present.

winnie approached me to congratulate me and gave me a gift.

York didn’t speak to me; he went straight to Woodruff, and I caught a glimpse of their expressions.

Woodruff wore his professional, fake smile, while York looked visibly displeased."If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have left first."

Woodruff glanced over at me, and when he saw Winnie and I talking, he ignored York and came over to us.

Winnie, upon seeing him, suddenly hugged me and whispered "York asked me to tell you not to sign any papers Woodruff gives you, and don’t let him know what I told you."

Before I could ask her what she meant, she quickly greeted Woodruff. "Uncle, congratulations."

Woodruff gave her a quick glance before turning to me, "Not tired, are you?"

I nodded. Just then, Woodruff's boss arrived, and he quickly took me away from Winnie to greet him.

As the wedding party carried on, a frail, disheveled old woman, around 70 years old, burst into the room, grabbing Woodruff by the collar and shouting like a madwoman, "Give me back my daughter, you killed her..."

Everyone was shocked, but only Winnie and York remained calm.

At first, Woodruff was a bit stunned, but he quickly composed himself, silently instructing the servants to remove the woman.

He adjusted his tie and glanced deeply at York, then ordered the servants to call the police.

Was this York’s revenge?

Sending an old woman to disrupt my most important moment?

It was his betrayal that started this, and now he was trying to ruin my wedding. Five years of my life wasted. I stormed up to York and slapped him across the face. I hated this man in front of me with all my heart.

Winnie gasped and immediately pushed me away. I then slapped her, the mistress in my relationship, leaving her stunned. She screamed, "Are you crazy?"

Yes, I was crazy. These two had driven me mad.

York didn’t try to explain himself; he just looked at me with sad eyes.

"Please leave. You're not welcome here,"

As they were leaving, Winnie said, "Zenobia, all the suffering you'll endure from now on, you deserve it."

All the pain I’ve suffered has come from these two people.