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The event was held at the most extravagant hotel in the city center. When I came in, everyone's eyes fell on me. I felt mockery and disdain. Everyone only wanted to be entertained.

Winston was in the center of the hall, wearing a crisp black suit. Jessica held his arm, smiling brightly beside him. They looked like the real couple of the evening.

Jessica tugged on Winston's sleeve. "She's here, Winston."

He turned. His gaze landed on my waist, where I had altered the gown to fit. A hint of imperceptible frustration flickered across his eyes. "Come." He raised his chin at me.

I trudged over to him.

The big screen lit up, and it showed the wedding photo of Winston and Jessica. They had registered their marriage overseas five years ago.

"There's something I'd like to clarify tonight." Winston spoke into the mic. "The car crash was real, but I didn't die. I was severely injured and was recovering overseas."

A pause later, he added, "Ms. Birchwood's mental health took a great toll and inflicted her delusions. She deluded herself into thinking we were married, and now, she's been harassing my wife."

Everyone gasped and looked at me like I was mad.

"She's a nutcase."

"That explains her madness. I feel sorry for the girl."

"Mr. Lawson's kind enough not to chuck her into a mental asylum."

I remained rooted to the ground, my nails digging into my palms. It was painful, but I forced myself to stay standing.

Jessica took the mic, and her eyes were filled with tears. "I'm not mad at Wendy. She's just sick. Her madness was why she tried to shove me into the incinerator."

That turned the discussion up a notch.

"That's attempted murder! Why is she not in prison?"

My eyes were on Jessica. Her performance was flawless.

Jessica continued, "If she apologizes to me right in front of everyone, I'll let bygones be bygones." She turned to me. Her eyes gleamed with quiet victory.

Winston looked at me and said in a low voice, "Apologize, and my men will pay the bills right away."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then I said, "I'm sorry. I was mad back then."

Everyone jeered, and Jessica smiled. She grabbed a glass of liquor that had 60% alcohol. "An apology must go with alcohol. Drink it." She handed me the glass.

I stared at it. I had a severe stomach ulcer. Years ago, in order to secure investments for Winston, I had forced myself through endless business dinners until my body finally gave out. I had spent an entire day in emergency care afterward.

Back then, Winston stayed with me for three days and slapped himself dozens of times. He swore he would never let me drink again.

Now, I looked at Winston, but he said nothing.

"You won't drink it?" Jessica looked at him like a hurt kitten. "She's still not going to forgive me?"

"Drink it," said Winston coldly. "And the money goes through right away."

That killed my hesitation. I took the glass and drained it. The scalding liquor slid down my throat and hit my stomach. I coughed violently, and a splash of blood hit my white gown. The sight startled everyone, and gasps filled the hall.

My legs gave out, and I fell to the ground. Winston looked worried.

He stepped forth and extended his arm toward me. "Wendy…"

Jessica clutched her stomach and screamed. "My stomach! I think I see blood, Winston!"

Winston's arm froze in midair. He swiveled and saw the red mark on the hem of Jessica's gown. After that, he never looked at me again. He picked Jessica up and rushed out of the hall. "Call an ambulance!"

His voice was filled with a fear I had never heard before. I lay on the cold, marble ground as I watched him leave. My sight went blurry. At last, I no longer had to wonder. At last, I could finally let go.
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