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 I was in

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

face again, but this time I didn’t give him the chance. As he reached out to me, I picked up the bouquet of roses and

bed. “This isn’t funny,

hadn’t questioned it in the moment. This

crazy, and there was no telling what he might do! I was starting to wonder if Vincent had lied to me about his mother’s

immediately. I didn’t even have the energy to yell at Vincent anymore, I just wanted to escape as

after opening the door, I froze in my

in the front row of the church sanctuary. She was wearing a plain white dress with a corsage pinned to

lot of weight since I had last seen her, and her face was transformed by a haggard exhaustion that couldn’t be hidden by

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,

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

like 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

clutched my hand tightly, as if he thought 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.

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