111: Wedding

CONAN —

It was exactly the expected day—the day of my wedding with Yvonne. In honesty, I could not tell exactly how I felt. Although I knew this was a wrong move but I still proceeded to do it for the sake of my children. No child would want to be separated from his or her mother at all. Talk more of kids at my children's ages.

"At least I'm now familiar with her true colors—I know Yvonne very well now, unlike before, when I sees her as an angel. So no doubt I would not regret this because I will have to put her in her place if there is a need for that," I mumbled in order to wave off the thought of doubt and regret going on in my mind.

I glanced at my wristwatch as I was curious why she had not shown up at the church. It was just fifteen minutes remaining before the priest brought us to the altar for vow-making and binding together.

I sighed and brought out my phone to text her when I remembered I had yet to give her the phone I had collected from her.

"Shit!" I exclaimed. I called Ge