Wesley motioned for someone to help Larissa up, calmly ushering guests away
Hospital.
Corrine was rushed into the ER.
Johan leaned against the wall, one knee bent, expression unreadable.
Cecilia sat opposite him, her phone reying the wedding chaos.
The Carlton–Johnson alliance gripped the city; this scandal made instant headlines.
The video yed three times before Johan snatched the phone away.
He spoke softly, “You were doing fine. Why get involved with Wesley again?”
He’d secured her a new life through marriage.
Yet she’d gone back to Wesley.
“All for Corrine?”
Johan’s voice turned cold.
Cecilia looked up, her gaze steady.
“<b>Before </b>seven, I lived at the orphanage. They called it welfare home,
but truthfully–it was a yground. An adult yground.”
She spoke slowly, recalling the shame.
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“Food came only through games. Games designed by adults. Perform well, get treats. Fail, get locked in the dark room hungry.”
Johan’s brow twitched, but Cecilia continued.
“Later… I escaped. Met Prisci, Grandma, and Master. They took me in. Grandma fed me. Master sent me to school.”
“Then came the fire. Grandma and I went to the Wilburn family. You know how they felt about that daughter. Hard times–until I found Corrine. She was trying to end herself. I picked her up.”
Johan’s fist curled.
Cecilia’s voice softened, growing tender.
“I never had family growing up. It was hard.”
“But then I found them. I’m lucky.”
“So I’d do anything for them.”
I’d give my life for them.
Her tone remained steady, yet the unwavering resolve beneath surfaced.
Johan spun his phone absently, lost in thought.
“Johan, could you let her go?”
Cecilia ventured.
Johan stayed silent.
Cecilia sighed, dropping the subject.
Corrine regained consciousness swiftly, her injuries minor.
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“Ci.”
Her voice emerged weakly.
As Cecilia stepped forward, Johan blocked her path.
“Cecilia, leave us. I need words with her.”
Hesitating briefly, Cecilia waited for Corrine’s nod before exiting.
The door clicked shut behind her.
Johan’s question cut through the quiet. “You nned this?”
A wry smile touched Corrine’s lips. “Sure am.”
While she and Cecilia struggled daily, Larissa got her fairytale wedding.
All that resentment demanded one reckless act.
To avenge myself, and to avenge Cecilia.
Johan fell silent again.
Corrine turned her head away. “Just leave.”
Every extra nce at him felt like sandpaper on her heart.
Her dismissive look made Johan snort in bitter amusement. “Corrine, don’t forget–there’s blood between us. This isn’t over.”
“Blood between us?”
Corrine stared at him andughed.
Bitterly ironic.
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“You’re right. Blood does stain us. Your parents killed mine. You’re their son–that makes you their killer.”
They were bound by hatred now.
What did it matter if everything shattered?
Johan looked down at her, coldly sneering.
“They treated you like their own. And you call them murderers?
Corrine, do you even have a conscience?”
A conscience?
Corrine almostughed aloud. His parents‘ deaths were idents too- yet he’d pinned the me on her, judged her the killer.
Even after three years, he wouldn’t let her go…
Outside.
Cecilia stood by the window, watching the autumn wind bend the trees double.
A warm coat settled over her shoulders.
“Standing here in the breeze?”
Wesley had arrived.
His eyes held a mild calm, giving nothing away.
Cecilia smoothed her clothes. “Johan and Corrine are talking inside.”
She asked, “Is the wedding over?”
Wesley gave a low hum, studying her pale face. “The wedding was
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destroyed. You knew she did it on purpose, didn’t you?”
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have said such a thing back then.
Making Johan, who was already wavering, choose to abandon Larissa and rush Corrine to the hospital.
“Just a guess.”
Cecilia only figured it out after Corrine cut her wrists.
That was when she finally felt at ease.
Her voice turned icy and detached. “Actually, you could go keep Larissapany. No need toe here specifically.”
Right now, Larissa must be utterly devastated.
If Wesley didn’t stay by her side during such a moment, when would be a better time?
Wesley clenched her wrist, then slid down to grip her palm.
“I said I’de take you home.”
This still mattered most to him.
As for Larissa, Elijah was handling it.
“I want to stay with Corrine.”
Cecilia resisted reluctantly.
“I’ll arrange a caregiver for her.”
Wesley’s tone brooked no argument.
Cecilia had no choice but to agree.
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