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 around slowly and realized that

expression. “That’s right, Olive. We’re in a church, and in ten

touch my face again, but this time I didn’t give him the chance. As he reached out to

from the bed. “This isn’t funny, Vincent! I really misjudged you. I didn’t realize you were such

in the moment. This was completely ridiculous, and I’d never expected Vincent to take his little

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

with this; I had to get out of this d*mn church immediately. I didn’t even have the

the door, I froze in my

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

her face was transformed by a haggard exhaustion that couldn’t be hidden

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

she was basically just skin and bones,

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

passed out and woken up to find myself wearing a wedding dress. Vincent had no idea how much this

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

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