The wedding began.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sean was in a black suit, looking sharp and handsome.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stood on the stage, waiting for the bride to walk toward him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Looking at the romantic atmosphere, Sean zoned out for a moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Nina were here, she would have loved this. She would have stood on her tiptoes and gently kissed his cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She would have run around like a little butterfly, examining every detail of the wedding venue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Nina wasn\u2019t here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t move! Hands out!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
An angry shout drew everyone\u2019s attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Several police officers in uniform cuffed Isabelle\u2019s hands, their faces serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The people around them backed away, afraid of getting involved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But some weren\u2019t afraid and came closer to ask the police what was going on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The officer said with a cold face, \u201cThe suspect is accused of intentional homicide. We need to arrest her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A gasp went through the crowd. \u201cOh my god! How could someone as fragile as Isabelle kill someone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sean, who was striding toward Isabelle, froze for a few seconds when he heard that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That\u2019s right, how could Isabelle possibly kill someone?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica, sitting not far away, slowly stood up and walked over, a mocking look on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI bet none of you knew, right? This Isabelle has a congenital heart defect, and to save herself, she had the heart of a girl from an orphanage dug out. A living, breathing person.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone looked to the police for confirmation. The officers didn\u2019t confirm or deny it, but their expressions remained serious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing that, everyone understood what was going on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, and this Isabelle also framed Nina several times. You know, opening her own window in the middle of the night to get a fever, switching her own medicine\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Isabelle Jessica described was completely different from the one everyone knew, and they all started chattering\u00a0<\/p>\n
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22:55\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter\u00a0<\/p>\n
amongst themselves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
288 Vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, Isabelle never imagined that the things she had done would be exposed in front of everyone like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sean was stunned, his expression full of disbelief. He grabbed Isabelle\u2019s arm, \u201cTell me you didn\u2019t do it. Say it!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t believe the woman he remembered as so fragile could have turned into this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But her only response was to avoid his gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The ring box in Sean\u2019s hand fell heavily to the ground with a thud..\u00a0<\/p>\n
Isabelle was taken away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But just as she was about to be led out the door, she frantically broke free from the police, stumbled toward Sean, and threw her arms around him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI did all of this for you! I don\u2019t want to die. Is it wrong that I want to be with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her voice was hoarse, and with tears welling in her eyes, Isabelle looked pleadingly at Sean.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But this time, Sean didn\u2019t return her embrace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He just watched as the police led her away, his eyes vacant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Isabelle had become a joke, but wasn\u2019t Sean one too?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The pain in Sean\u2019s heart was so intense he could barely breathe. Guilt and regret instantly overwhelmed him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNina, I\u2019m sorry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica stood at the wedding venue, watching the guests leave one by one, her heart filled with mixed emotions.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Nina were here, she would have been able to see what happened to the person who bullied her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sean slowly looked up, his eyes meeting Jessica\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica smirked, picked up a glass of wine, and threw it in Sean\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The cold liquid ran down his cheeks and into his collar, and the sticky feeling made Sean frown.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica clapped her hands and said casually, \u201cI\u2019m splashing you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The people who hadn\u2019t left yet noticed the scene and started taking pictures with their phones.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, look! Jessica just threw wine on Sean!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A wave of shame washed over him, and Sean clenched his fists tightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But after a moment, his fists slowly unclenched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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22:55\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 14\u00a0<\/p>\n
F\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was Nina\u2019s sister.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After all this time, he thought Nina would come back to him, but he was wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was as if Nina had vanished into thin air, completely disappearing from his world.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did Nina go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica was almost impressed by Sean\u2019s nerve, asking where Nina went at a time like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She said bluntly, \u201cWhen you pulled out all her fingernails, did you ever wonder where she might go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you destroyed her mother\u2019s heirlooms, did you ever wonder where she might go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Those two sentences pierced Sean\u2019s heart like a knife, and his face instantly went pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He watched helplessly as Jessica walked away, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, by the way.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica reached the doorway and suddenly added.\u00a0<\/p>\n
83.4%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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