Chapter 3

Over the weekend, Margot decided to hike up to Serene Church.

She had heard that prayers made there almost always came true and decided to make one for Dominic, who was still in a coma.

She had heard he was once a remarkable figure, a gifted individual, the pride of the Stewarts, but a car accident had left him in a vegetative state for five years.

Now, as she was about to marry him, she thought, "In happiness and adversity we rise and fall together."

She would do everything she could to help him wake up.

Even if he never did, she would care for him for the rest of her life, with no one else by her side.

She walked slowly, her devotion unwavering. She had not expected to run into some familiar faces.

Charles and Joey had accompanied Maisie, their knees slightly scraped from the climb. All three looked equally stunned to see Margot there.

Maisie’s eyes were red. She touched her cheeks and spoke with a choked voice, “Gigi! Charles and Joey heard the miracles of this church, so they insisted on coming to pray for me…”

Margot ignored her and focused on her prayers, silently chanting in her heart:

"May the heavens bless our marriage, and may my future husband wake up and live a life of peace and joy."

Seeing her praying so devotedly, the three of them were all silenced.

After a while, Charles could no longer hold back and grabbed Margot’s arm.

"You've been pampered since childhood so what are you doing, running here like this? There are almost ten thousand steps before we reach the church. No one is worth all this effort from you!"

Margot smiled. "And Maisie is worth all that?"

Joey instinctively retorted, "May is different. She's the most important person to me."

It was clear that at seventeen, when he confessed his feelings to her, Joey had claimed that Margot was the only one he loved, yet now, the most important person had become Maisie.

Margot laughed through her tears.

"Yes, so the person I'm praying for is also the most important person to me."

With that, Margot withdrew her hand, took a few steps to the side, and slowly resumed her climb.

Looking at her determined expression, Charles sighed deeply.

"I understand now. You’re praying for me, right? Then this is enough. I don't need you to endure this suffering."

Joey looked at her with eyes full of pity. "Gigi, I don't need it either. Let it go."

Margot said nothing.

She glanced indifferently at them, then turned to face the front.

Her attitude sent a chill through Charles and Joey.

For the first time, they didn’t pay attention to Maisie and couldn’t help but follow her up the mountain.

Time passed slowly, and as evening approached, they finally reached their destination.

Margot, her knees covered in blood, painfully made her way into the church.

Near the entrance, she found a set of stationery to write down her prayers.

The two men, following closely behind, saw the initials "DS" written on the paper and frowned.

Obviously, it was not referencing either man.

"Who’s this DS?"

The moment Margot placed the written prayer into the wooden box near the table, Joey suddenly seized her arm.

His eyes were blazing with anger.

He could accept Margot praying for Charles, but beyond that, he could not tolerate any other man’s involvement.