Chapter 12
“You are my moon, my wife. I’ll grant you anything you want. I only ask that you don’t leave me!“}
“Pfft-”
Seeing that I wasn’t moved in the slightest and instead was laughing softly with my hand covering my mouth, Michael froze, utterly dumbfounded.
I met his lost, soul–crushed gaze, and with a calm expression, I said, “Michael, I already have someone who truly loves me, and I love him as well. He is my husband, Bryson Mateo.”
“As for you, even if every man in this world were to die, I would never be with you again.“}
I watched as Bryson’s ears flushed with joy, and slipped a nine–carat diamond ring firmly onto my ring finger.”
Michael could only watch in horror, feeling the blood in his veins freeze.}}
As I took Bryson’s hand and passed by Michael, I allowed Bryson to lift me into a princess carry, smiling happily as he walked toward the honeymoon car outside the chapel.
Left behind, Michael suddenly made a horrifying move that no one could have expected.”
Re grabbed the silver cake–cutting knife and, with tears of blood in his eyes, he screamed at me, “You’re just afraid of getting hurt again, but it’s okay, I’ll show you my sincerity!”
With a sharp thrust, he plunged the long knife into his chest, instantly trembling in unbearable pain. “Look, Ashlyn, my heart, my heart…“}] “My heart has always loved you!“}
“Ashlyn, I beg you, look back one last time at my true heart…”
The pitiful, desperate cries of Michael echoed in my ears, but I didn’t turn around. Instead, I snuggled closer to Bryson, who was sweetly smiling at me.}
“Hubby, crazy people are so scary. Please take me away.“}]
Bryson walked briskly out of the chapel, gently placing me in the passenger seat of the sports car. “Wife, let’s elope.”
“Okay.”
With a smile in my eyes, I leaned comfortably on Bryson’s shoulder.
Letting him floor the gas pedal, we sped toward our true happiness.>
[The End]
