Chapter 1 He Lost His Fiancée

The wedding ceremony was peaceful, with several guests already arriving and preparing to witness the wedding blessing of Christian Jacob Lawson. At twenty-five years old, Jacob was still relatively young, yet he already had everything a man could possibly want.

With the support of his family, Jacob had achieved tremendous success. He had inherited a substantial share of his grandfather’s wealth, along with his father’s fortune. With his intelligence, Jacob had taken control of it all, making him one of the youngest men to ever be recognized among the world’s wealthiest people.

And today, his happiness would finally be complete. He was going to marry the woman he loved dearly, Anastasya. She was currently carrying his child, something that brought Jacob a happiness he had been eagerly looking forward to.

With a happy smile, Jacob accepted congratulations from his friends. “Congratulations, dude. Today, you officially become a lucky man,” one of his friends said, patting him on the shoulder.

“Thank you,” Jacob replied, his eyes gleaming. “Today, I’m marrying the woman of my dreams. Nothing could make me happier than that.”

Not long after, a girl approached him. Hazel, his talkative but caring younger sister, came closer and reached for Jacob’s tie. “Your tie is crooked. You have to look perfect,” she said as she straightened it.

Jacob chuckled softly. “I’m nervous. This is the most important day of my life.”

Hazel playfully patted his chest. “Relax. Don’t cause any trouble on your happy day.”

Jacob nodded. His happiness today made his heart race with anticipation. Soon, he would see Anastasya in her wedding dress, walking toward him. Just imagining it was enough to make Jacob nervous beyond words.

However, as time passed, Jacob’s uneasiness became increasingly apparent. His gaze remained fixed on the large doors at the end of the red carpet. “Why haven’t they arrived yet? Shouldn’t they be here by now?” he asked, glancing at the watch on his wrist.

“Be patient,” Hazel replied, trying to calm him. “They must be on their way.”

As they waited for the bride to arrive, Dustin, his father, affectionately put an arm around Jacob. “Be a good husband to your wife, especially now that Anastasya is carrying your child.”

Jacob nodded, an optimistic smile spreading across his face. “I’ll do my best for both of them.”

Jacob’s eyes repeatedly drifted toward the large doors, waiting for them to open and for Anastasya to walk through them. His heart pounded harder with every passing second, because surely, the woman he loved would be there any moment now.

“I’ve never been this nervous before,” he thought, trying to steady himself as he prepared to see Anastasya’s beauty in her wedding dress.

However, the tension hanging in the air reached its peak when the large doors finally opened. But the person who appeared was not Anastasya in her white wedding gown. Instead, a man with a pale, panic-stricken face rushed inside.

“Hey! This is a sacred area. Don’t you know this is a wedding ceremony?” Hazel shouted angrily.

But the man paid no attention to Hazel’s anger. Breathing heavily, he said, “I’m sorry... I’m so sorry, but the car carrying the bride was involved in an accident on the way here.”

The words echoed like thunder through the room that had been filled with happiness only moments before. Jacob stood frozen, his face turning as pale as the altar cloth. He stepped forward and grabbed the man tightly by the collar.

“Don’t talk nonsense! Are you trying to ruin my happy day?!” he shouted, his eyes widening with anger.

“I’m not lying, sir,” the man replied, trembling.

Jacob released his grip roughly and immediately ran outside. His footsteps were hurried, his mind consumed by a suffocating sense of fear. One of his friends quickly offered him a car to take him to the accident site.

It took only five minutes to get there. But what Jacob saw made his entire world collapse in an instant. A luxury car had been completely wrecked, shattered glass scattered across the road, and the distant sound of an ambulance siren made his heart sink even further.

“Where are the passengers?!” Jacob shouted at one of the officers at the scene.

“They’ve already been taken to the hospital, sir,” the officer replied.

Without wasting any time, Jacob headed straight to the nearest hospital. Once there, he hurried through the halls, desperately searching for the room where Anastasya had been taken. Every step felt unbearably heavy. He could only hope this wasn’t true and that his future wife and their child were both safe.

After searching, Jacob finally reached Anastasya’s room. But the sight before him shattered his heart. Outside the room, Anastasya’s parents were crying hysterically.

Jacob opened the door with trembling hands and saw Anastasya’s body lying on the bed, already covered with a white sheet. Her beautiful wedding dress was now stained with blood, a silent witness to the tragedy that had claimed her life.

Jacob approached on weakened legs. He pulled the sheet away from Anastasya’s face, hoping this was all just a terrible nightmare. But the sight of Anastasya’s peaceful face, gone forever, caused his tears to fall uncontrollably.

“This has to be a dream,” he murmured softly, using all his strength to steady himself against the edge of the bed.

His hand trembled as he touched his future wife’s face. “You’re joking, right? This is supposed to be our happy day. You must be testing me,” Jacob murmured, his voice trembling as the pain began spreading through his heart.

“Anastasya, open your eyes. You promised. We were going to raise the baby you’re carrying together,” Jacob cried, finally breaking down.

Behind him, Anastasya’s mother approached Jacob and gently rubbed his shoulder. “Jacob, Anastasya and your unborn child... they’re gone,” she said, her voice barely audible.

“No!” Jacob denied it. “This can’t be true. Anastasya would never leave me like this. She’s carrying my baby, and we’re supposed to get married today.”

Jacob began losing control of himself, but the reality remained unchanged. He could not wake his future wife, who lay in such peaceful stillness. Not long after, the door opened, and Jacob’s family arrived to calm him as he broke down hysterically.

Today was supposed to be their happiest day, but everything had fallen apart. There would be no wedding. Instead, Jacob was confronted with devastating news in the very moments that were supposed to mark the beginning of his happiness.

“No, this isn’t true. Anastasya couldn’t have left me like this,” Jacob cried as he watched the sheet he had thrown aside moments earlier being pulled back over Anastasya’s entire body.