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Henry. I knew he would be here, I knew he must have gotten a whiff of the wedding and where it would be held. I had everything planned to capture the bastard if he gets here but I never thought he would be this early, never thought he would come and spoil my wedding. The bastard was really getting on my nerves. I looked at Gwen who stood frozen beside me, her eyes wide open as they stared at Ryan in shock. I know what she is thinking right now, she couldn’t believe he was here, and not only that he also had a gun.

Sarah “I never thought I'd see you again, you know? It took you this long to finally show yourself.” Her weapon is still hanging in the air directed at me as I step back inside slowly, hitting the sofa behind and forcing me to sit. “What... What happened? ” I asked. Of all the things that happened that day at the wedding, I Know Betty was confirmed dead. Shawn confirmed it too. But she's right here before me, pointing a gun at defenseless me.

“ You see , I’m only here to witness the blessed ceremony and you guys are disrupting the bride and groom from seeing “I do “. So if you don’t mind, Can we continue the wedding “ I replied sarcastically, I knew there was no way this wedding was going to continue with all of these chaos and I could see the way luke was staring at me , it was the look he gave to me whenever he wanted to have sex with me , he was no longer staring at Nelly but at me . “ You walked in and said stop the wedding. Are you devastated that your ex husband and sister are about to get married ?''One of the reporters asked and I rolled my eyes . “ Devastated ? Those two of been banging each other even when I was married

"It's last minute...I know... But think about it this way, it's day before the big event...our wedding...A private, high-society party to celebrate us before we take the altar. I actually love the idea." We did not have a pre-wedding gala in my past life... Why the hell are things changing now? What is changing the time line? Why was he so bent on publicizing to the world that we were getting married? "No. No, fucking absolutely not." The words tore out of my mouth before I could stop them. I pressed my hands back against my dresser, my knuckles turning white. "Daniel, look at me. I can barely stand up. I’m exhausted...I think I’m coming down with something...my head is pounding, and I spent

He thought about the photos and his shoulders stiffened. His gaze averted to Jasmine. She became rigid and stuck closer to Falcon. Vince observed everyone else in the church. He noticed Birdie, Fiona, Lila and others including the nuns and fathers as though he was noting their faces for future use. When Vince spoke next, all the jaws dropped. "Fine. But don't forget you're my enemy from now on." "Gladly, Garrison." Kyle smirked. "Now that our conflict is resolved, why don't you attend my wedding with your ex-wife— I mean my bride."

Then, Maddox Dasher stepped in the wedding venue, the gun remains in his hand. The guests who had started to run was stopped when Maddox spoke, "Please stay calm as the wedding is going to happen right now." He put the gun back to his pocket and walked up to the altar. Pidge was still mourning, crying heavily. "Get up..." he held her arm. When she saw him, anger rushed down her veins when she stood up to slap him hard in the face. With a clenched jaw, he grabbed her hand roughly and said, "Maddox Dasher..."

CHASE The crack of gunfire still echoed in my skull long after the chaos had ended. I searched around before I returned my gun behind me. My men had dragged one of the masked bastards out alive, kicking and snarling like a wild dog. I could still smell the smoke, hear the ringing panic in the voices of people who’d dared to attend my wedding. My wedding. Someone had the audacity to open fire on me…on Sloane…in front of the entire world. That insult would cost them blood.

I closed my eyes a little and when I adjusted to the light, I saw the familiar man waiting at the altar with a priest. A piano background song started playing and the two men continued to drag me into the red carpet. While walking, I looked around. It's beautiful here. The walls, floor, ceiling, and chairs are all white. There is a large diamond chandelier by the altar and a few giant paintings of God. There are also white and red rose petals all around, lined up. As we reached the altar, the man to my left pulled out a gun and pointed it at my head. Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case.

"Jane, we have to stop this." Jane grabbed her wrist. "No. We need to get out of here before—" The front door exploded inward. A tall, broad-shouldered man in a dark suit stormed in, his gun raised. His cold eyes locked onto Caroline. "Time's up," he said flatly. Before Jane could react, Caroline lunged. "NO!" Jane shouted. Caroline tackled the man, throwing him off balance. His gun fired wildly, the bullet embedding itself in the ceiling. Jane scrambled to grab a kitchen knife just as another figure stormed inside—Ancelotti himself.

I see a few men pulling their guns out, and it's in that moment that my mind finally registers what's going on. Someone is shooting up my wedding.