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Chapter 1071
Chapter 1071
Chapter 1071
“Hehehehe.” Thinking about it, she couldn’t help but laugh.
Silas looked at her with hatred. “Ms. Manning, there is still time to
go
back.”
“Aren’t I going back now? My marriage to Conrad is destined. I am bringing everything back to how it was!” Esme smiled as she opened the car door and got off, her injured hand hidden in the suit.
She walked toward Conrad. “Conrad.”
She stretched out her good hand toward him.
The vein on Conrad’s forehead throbbed and he had a stoic expression as he held her hand.
The cheers of the emcee from the site could be heard. “Let us invite our handsome groom and beautiful bride!”
The wedding song played as Conrad walked toward the emcee like a zombie while holding Esme’s hand.
All that appeared in his head was Fia’s face whose smile was like a bunch of flowers blooming in spring…
In a blur, she heard discussion and laughter from around her.
“This lady is really not bad.”
“She looks pretty and her hand is really smooth.”
“I have never seen such a beautiful girl in my life before.”
“Today is really worth it.”
Fia immediately opened her eyes and pushed the man’s hand
Her gaze flickered as she tried her best to keep calm.
“Who are you two?!”
“Hahaha, the beauty is awake?”
“This is just too great!”
The two men stretched out their hands toward Fia.
She couldn’t get up in time, and speedily retreated.
away.
Thinking of Britney’s reminder, she finally understood how terrifying the man was. In the end, she had been naive, thinking that everyone had a kindness in them…
Thinking of how she had no grudge or vengeance toward that man, he would not want her life!
But to treat her like this was no different than skinning her alive!
“Wait, the good person asked us to let you see something.”
The man took out a phone and clicked on the livestream.
Fia’s
gaze
fell on the phone in the man’s hand, and her eyes instantly turned red.
That was Conrad’s phone!
Why was it in these two men’s hands?
Why?
Who was the “good person” they were talking about?
“Who gave you this phone!” She pounced to snatch it. “Why is it in your hands, why! All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
“Who is the ‘good person’ you’re talking about!”
She interrogated maniacally, and her tears fell.
What made her suffer even more was that the wedding song was playing from the phone, and the emcee was reading the wedding vows-