Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 185. The wedding is about to begin

When I regained consciousness, I was surprised to find myself

lying on a simple, narrow bed. I looked down to discover that I was wearing a wedding dress!

Vincent was standing on the other side of the room, holding a bouquet of roses. When he saw me tugging at my dress in

disbelief, he strode over to me, squatted down, and pressed the delicate flowers into my hands. He said, “Olive, we’re supposed to be at the altar soon. You need to get ready.”

I thought I must be dreaming. There was no other possible explanation for what Vincent was saying. Why was he talking about an altar?

My eyes widened in shock. “Vincent, are you out of your mind?”

What the hell had he done? What was wrong with that can of milk… Had Vincent drugged me?

He smiled as he pushed the bouquet of roses into my hands, gently cradling my cheek in his cool palm. “I’ll explain everything later. For now, can you just trust me?”

struggled to sit up on the bed, still feeling dizzy. I looked around slowly and realized that

a calm expression. “That’s right, Olive. We’re in a church, and in ten minutes, you and I are going to have

give him the chance. As he reached out to me, I picked up the bouquet of roses and smashed them into Vincent’s head as hard as

him away from me and staggered up from the bed. “This isn’t funny, Vincent! I really misjudged you. I didn’t realize you were such

I hadn’t questioned it in the moment. This was

wonder if Vincent had lied to me about his mother’s illness, and it was all just a ruse to

to get out of this d*mn church immediately. I didn’t even have the energy to yell at Vincent anymore, I

the door, I

row of the church sanctuary. She was wearing a plain white dress with a corsage pinned to her chest, and she

looked like she’d lost a lot of weight since I had last seen her, and her face was transformed by a haggard exhaustion that couldn’t be hidden by makeup. Apparently,

Jones’s weakened state, Vincent came striding over to me. He took my elbow, lowered his head, and whispered in a pleading tone, “Olive, I’m sorry, but this is all out of necessity. I never meant to lie to you, but my mother would be so disappointed if we didn’t have a real

just skin and bones, but the light in her eyes as she gazed at

this gave me pause, but I still couldn’t hold back my, anger at Vincent. “But you still shouldn’t have lied

wedding dress. Vincent had no idea

I might try to run away. He whispered again in my ear, “I swear, Olive, I really am sorry. I was afraid you wouldn’t cooperate with me. Please, forgive my selfishness. All