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?”

feeling dizzy. I looked around slowly and realized that I was

church, and in ten minutes, you and I are going to have our

didn’t give him the chance. As he reached out to

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

it in the moment. This was completely ridiculous, and I’d never expected Vincent

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

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

after opening the door, I froze in my

wearing a plain white dress with a corsage pinned to her chest, and she had a joyful, relieved smile on her

had last seen her, and her face was transformed by a

my elbow, lowered his head, and whispered in a pleading tone, “Olive, I’m

was so thin, she was basically just skin and bones, but the

but I still couldn’t hold back my, anger at Vincent. “But you

up to find myself wearing a wedding

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. Please, forgive my selfishness. All I want is to make my mother happy, so

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