Once the ceremony concluded, it was time for the wedding toast.

Heather had changed into her wedding reception dress.

“Congratulations, Mr. Russell. You’ve finally won the heart of your beloved,” Morgan said, his voice tinged with a mix of sarcasm and sincerity. He raised his wine glass, his face clearly displaying more joy than mockery.

Dexter looked at him without anger, clinked glasses with him, and replied, “Thank you.”

Morgan gazed deeply into Heather’s eyes. “Congratulations, Ms. Olsen…” He paused for a moment. “I should be calling you Mrs. Russell now. Congratulations on achieving your wish.”

Heather maintained a composed smile, though her palms were drenched in sweat. The man before her had spoken with a beaming smile, but only she knew the malice he concealed beneath his facade.

“May you also achieve what you desire, Mr. Bastille.”

Only the two of them could discern the subtle nuances within those words.

on the table. He gritted his teeth as he exclaimed, “I knew it when Jo married him years

to the point that even

the wine glass in her hand. “Dr. Sander, did Josie inform you

me

had no way of knowing

her. She hardly has anyone she can trust in Wavery,” Matthew anxiously

persistent, burning gaze that she couldn’t shake off, Mallory deliberately moved closer to Matthew. She whispered in his ear, “I don’t

Matthew’s ears burned.

and said, “Let’s observe for a

had nothing but words of praise and blessings to offer until they

“Dexter, it’s been many years

the man for a few seconds before recognizing him. “Mr. Nathan, you’ve

the blink of an eye, more than a decade

to Heather. Seeing her surprised expression, he said, “Leanne, I wouldn’t mind if Dexter forgot about me, but how could you

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