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    Christina stared at the two as if they had both lost their minds. “You ought to have your head examined.” Thest time they had invited her to their engagement party, it had only been to show off and make her ufortable. What kind of trick were they ying now?


    “Christina, we only wanted to share our happiness with you. Why must you be so harsh?” Ynda’s tears spilled instantly, streaming down her cheeks.


    “What’s wrong with you?” Christina muttered under her breath, brushing past them in irritation. But Brendon wasn’t ready to let her leave. He stepped quickly into her path, blocking her way.


    “Move. I have no interest in your wedding, so stop wasting my time,” Christina said coldly.


    Brendon’s body stiffened at her words. A thought stirred—was she angry because she was jealous? Was that why she refused to attend their wedding? It felt to him that Christina was only speaking out of spite, but deep down, she still cared for him.


    “I’m sorry, Christina,” Ynda choked out between tears.


    “If you don’t get out of my way, don’t me me for what happens next,” Christina warned, her voice edged with steel.


    “You should apologize to Ynda first,” Brendon dered, refusing to budge.


    Christina’s patience snapped, her temper close to breaking, when her phone suddenly rang. She answered at once. A servant’s panicked voice cried through the line, “Miss Jones, bad news! Mr. Scott fell down the stairs and has been taken to the hospital!”


    Christina’s expression shifted instantly. “Which hospital?” she demanded. After hearing the servant’s reply, Christina ended the call. She turned sharply, intending to sidestep Brendon by another route.


    But Brendon, clinging like a stubborn shadow, rushed to block her path again.


    “Scram!” Christina’s voice rang like ice, her gaze cutting like a de. A cold, lethal aura radiated from her, as if anyone daring to stop her would be torn apart.


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    Brendon froze, shaken by the sudden fierceness in her eyes, his throat tightening as he swallowed hard. Yet pride held him rooted to the spot. Humiliated by her scorn, he refused to step aside. “You’re not leaving until you apologize to us. Otherwise, you—”


    Before Brendon could finish, Christina acted without hesitation.


    In an instant, Brendon was sent crashing to the ground. “Ouch!” He sucked in a sharp breath, his face burning with pain.


    By the time he managed to pull himself together, Christina had already walked away.


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