Chapter 5

Wesley threatened me with Grandpa's health, forcing me to continue playing the role of loving couple with her to reassure her mother, Fiona.

"Ronald, out of all the boys around Wesley, you're the one who puts my mind most at ease. You two must have a smooth wedding and stay together for life!"

Fiona's words left me mentally exhausted, yet helpless.

For the next month, Wesley treated me with the same meticulous care and gentle consideration as before, accompanying me to try on suits and rings.

Looking at the gleaming ring on my hand, I couldn't help but sneer: "Wesley, your sincerity is worthless. Aren't you afraid William will go crazy when he finds out?"

At the mention of William's name, something strange flashed in Wesley's eyes.

"I'll pacify William. He won't throw jealous fits like you do. You just need to play the role of a happy groom!"

Sometimes I truly hated Wesley's cruelty, yet at other times I found myself helplessly drawn into this gentle whirlpool.

I couldn't tell whether Wesley had ever felt even a shred of genuine feeling for me.

As the wedding approached, Grandpa grew noticeably more excited, unable to sleep all night, whispering to me over the phone:

"Grandpa's getting old. My only wish is to see you married with children. You've found someone you love—Grandpa is so happy..."

"Grandpa has never seen you look so happy and content. Only this girl Wesley puts my mind at ease!"

Listening to Grandpa's rambling, I suddenly couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

It was just one wedding—I might as well fulfill this final wish for the old man.

That's what I naively thought, never imagining that William's jealousy would strike so fiercely.

The day I got off work, I was forcibly dragged into the underground parking garage.

William threw two punches at me, furious:

"Ronald, you're really shameless enough! Wesley doesn't love you at all, yet you still want to cling to her!"

"You think that by stealing my position, you can be with her?!"

"I'm telling you, I will never allow anyone to shake my position. Just you wait—I absolutely won't let you off easy!"

William's words made my heart tighten. I couldn't help but mock him back:

"Wesley is the one who insists on marrying me. If you're so capable, make her whole family change their minds!"

"Oh right, Fiona can't stand your scheming nature anyway!"

William's face flushed red with anger, his eyes practically shooting flames. He clenched his fists and said viciously: "Then just wait and see!"

The day before the wedding, William sent me a string of strange numbers that looked vaguely familiar.

When I tried to ask about it, he had already blocked me.

On the wedding day, I kept feeling something was wrong, my heart filled with unease.

Wesley still acted as before, playing the part of a qualified lover.

For a moment, I thought we had returned to the past, back to when she still loved me.

Suddenly my phone vibrated several times. It was an unknown number, and Grandpa's voice came from the other end.

William must have said something to Grandpa. I could hear Grandpa's labored breathing and the two of them scuffling and arguing.

I frowned and said "Hello," but no one responded. I took it as just a minor incident.

Suddenly, people outside the wedding venue began to panic. Someone shouted: "Someone fell from the building!"

My heart pounded frantically, my vision blurred, and I desperately ran over to check.

Wesley followed as well, but lying on the first floor in agony was William.

What was going on?!

Wesley rushed down from the second floor like a madwoman, embracing William, her eyes crawling with bloodshot veins.

William cried out: "Wesley, save me! Ronald and his grandfather worked together to try to kill me!"

Hearing Grandpa's name, I frantically ran over, only to see him lying at the corner of the staircase, gasping for breath, his face pale, with several scratches on his body.

"Ronald..."

I strained to listen, but Grandpa's breath was weak, in a near-shock state.

I shouted to Wesley: "Wesley, quick, get someone to drive! My grandpa is dying!"

"Wesley, I'm begging you, please come save my grandpa. I promise I'll be obedient from now on!"

The only response was Wesley's voice, dripping with disgust: "Ronald, you and your grandfather schemed to hurt William and made him break his leg. I'll definitely settle this score with you!"

Wesley held William and rushed to the hospital, ordering everyone present not to call an ambulance for me.

I held Grandpa's gradually cooling body, suddenly realizing something.

I let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Grandpa!"

The person ahead paused briefly in their steps, then sneered contemptuously: "Ronald, your acting is too clumsy. I won't believe you again!"