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Chapter 4

Author: Between Mist
I downloaded all the hotel records and backed them up to an encrypted hard drive.

Renee crouched in front of Jordan outside the door, fixing his collar. "I thought I lost you back there."

Jordan took her hand. "If I really die before the wedding, will you have regrets?"

"Don't spout such nonsense!" she chided, though tears spilled from her eyes.

Neither of them let go of each other's hand.

…

The wedding rehearsal resumed.

Renee changed into the wedding gown she'd worn when she married me a decade ago. I'd accompanied her to more than a dozen bridal shops before we settled on one. Then, we had it altered stitch by stitch to make it perfect for her.

She'd told me she'd only wear it once in her life. Now, she stood before Jordan and took out our old wedding vows.

The opening lines were still the same. However, the rest had been rewritten beyond recognition.

"From the first time you stood in front of me to protect me, I knew you'd be the most important person in my life."

Those words had originally referred to the time I'd shielded her from a runaway motorcycle. Now, she'd given that memory to Jordan instead.

Oliver ran onto the stage with a golden trophy. Engraved on it were six words—The Best Dad in the World.

He had secretly commissioned it half a year ago as a birthday present for me. Now, he shoved it into Jordan's arms. "Thank you for saving me back then, Uncle Jordan! You're more like a real dad to me than my own father."

Jordan hugged Oliver with tears in his eyes.

Mom stood beside them, wiping away her tears. She then personally tightened the watch Dad had left behind on Jordan's wrist.

Philip, on the other hand, handed me the guest seating chart. My name was arranged in the very last row, directly across from the restroom.

"Terrence, since you have a short fuse, you should sit further away so you don't cause a scene and disrupt the wedding."

I snapped the seating chart shut. "Looks great."

Renee approached us. Her brows drew together as she looked at me. "Why are you so calm today?"

"Didn't you warn me not to cause a scene? Now that I'm not making one, you feel off?"

Renee was stumped. Then, her expression darkened. "I know you don't really want a divorce, Terrence. You're just using the divorce agreement to force my hand."

I held her gaze. "I'll ask you this one last time—are you calling off the wedding or not?"

Without the slightest hesitation, she responded, "No, I'm not calling it off. Tomorrow, you must congratulate us in front of all our relatives. As long as you can be the bigger person, I'll act as though the divorce agreement never existed after the wedding."

Jordan sat in his wheelchair, leisurely turning Dad's watch around on his wrist. "All our relatives and friends will be watching tomorrow, Terrence. Ren is helping a dying man fulfill his last wish. If you refuse to even give us your blessings, you're forcing her to live with guilt for the rest of her life."

I remained silent.

…

That night, after the hotel's banquet hall had been cleared, I walked into the control room on my own. One by one, I uploaded the files I'd prepared into the playback system for the wedding's giant screen.

The images flashed across the monitor in rapid succession. Once I'd confirmed that everything was in place, I turned off the screen. "I'll give him the perfect parting gift tomorrow!"

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