Chapter 3

Seeing this, my father stepped forward again.

"Cinnia, apologize right now!"

My mother also rushed over, crying.

"Cinnia, have you lost your mind? Ruining your whole life out of spite?"

The guests below watched the show, pointing and whispering.

"Cinnia has really gone crazy."

"Choosing a cripple out of spite—how desperate do you have to be?"

"What did Silthowl pack do to deserve such a daughter?"

Vivian walked over at just the right moment, her belly prominent.

"Cinnia, calm down. Even though we have our misunderstandings, Coran truly loves you. Look at Cedric—he can't even protect you. Is he really suitable for you to entrust your life to?"

Her words were cutting, each one aimed at the heart.

I lay on the ground, feeling malice coming at me from all directions.

My parents' disappointment.

My ex-boyfriend's mockery.

My sister's provocation.

The guests' ridicule.

And... the powerlessness of the man I had chosen.

Did I really make the wrong choice?

At that moment, Cedric finally broke free from those who were blocking him.

He limped toward me, each step difficult.

He crouched down and gently helped me up.

"I'm sorry for letting you suffer."

Then he turned his head and looked at Coran.

"You're right. I really can't protect you."

My heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Was even he going to give up on me?

But the next second, he said:

"But at least, I won't hurt you."

He looked at everyone below the stage.

"You mock her for going crazy, for choosing me out of spite. But have you considered what would drive a woman to make such a choice on her wedding day?"

The entire hall fell silent.

"It's betrayal. It's deception. It's harm from those closest to her."

"My legs may be crippled, but my character is upright. I may not be able to give her the best material life, but I can give her the truest feelings."

Coran's face turned ashen.

"Stop with the emotional manipulation! You're just a waste. What right do you have..."

"What right do I have?" Cedric interrupted him. "I have the right to love her. What about you?"

"Enough with the sappy talk. Friends, throw him out."

With that, Coran and his friends kicked Cedric out of the wedding venue.

My mother finally moved.

Not to help me up, but to yank me from the ground.

Before I could react, Vivian had already grabbed my other arm.

"Mom, what are you doing!"

I struggled, but the two of them were stronger than me.

"Shut up! You've embarrassed us enough already!"

They dragged me toward the back of the stage.

The guests below watched this scene, some pulling out their phones to record.

"Let me go! Are you crazy!"

I struggled hard, but Vivian took the opportunity to viciously pinch my waist. The sharp pain instantly robbed me of the strength to resist.

They dragged me to a storage room backstage filled with clutter.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut heavily, followed by the sound of a key turning.