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?”

the bed, still feeling dizzy. I looked

a church, and in ten minutes, you and I are

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

funny, Vincent! I really misjudged

outfit this morning was strange, but I hadn’t questioned it in the moment. This was completely ridiculous, and I’d never expected Vincent to take his little joke so

starting to wonder if Vincent had lied to me about

Vincent get away with this; I had to get out of this d*mn church immediately. I didn’t even have the energy to yell at Vincent anymore, I just wanted to escape as fast as

opening the door, I

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

seen her, and her face was

“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

pew, Kaitlyn smiled and waved at me. She was so thin, she was basically just skin and bones, but the light in her eyes as she gazed at me

hold back my, anger at Vincent.

myself wearing a wedding dress. Vincent had no

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 I want is to make my mother happy, so I had no choice but

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