On the wedding day, I was getting ready in the dressing room.
The screen in front of me was livestreaming the situation in the front hall.
I watched those guests toasting and congratulating Lucas.
How wonderful.
Not a single one missing.
That’s Lucas’s father, who spent huge sums of money to bribe witnesses.
That’s Lucas’s aunt, who used her connections to make sure the security cameras at the scene conveniently “malfunctioned” that day.
Those few are Lucas’s cousins, who acted as his accomplices in that frenzy against Ethan.
How wonderful that they all came, not a single one left out.
These wedding guests, every single one of them is guilty.
I smiled brightly at my reflection in the mirror.
Lucas entered at that moment.
3:28 pm DDDD
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He looked at me and said: “Rachel, are you ready?”
I didn’t look at him, just asked softly:
“Does it look good?”
Lucas thought I was asking about the wedding dress.
He said tenderly: “Of course it looks good…”
I smiled and held up the photo frame in my hand: “I think it looks good too.”
The photo was of Ethan.
Wearing his police uniform, handsome and heroic, sunlight falling on his smile.
He looked so good.
Lucas froze.
His gaze fell on my hand, on the rose–shaped ring on my ring finger.
It was engraved with the letters “E&R“.
I had finally found this after digging through garbage for a long time.
Lucas started trembling. He finally understood.
“Rachel, you…”
He couldn’t finish that sentence.
Because I had already picked up the bronze vase in front of me and smashed it against his head.
Just like how he had smashed that glass at me when we first met.
And this time, it was our last meeting.
Karma comes full circle. If only life could be like when we first met.
I smiled and locked the door.
:28 pm
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Sat down and turned on the video.
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