I didn’t know who pushed me hard from behind. I was caught off guard and fell on the drinks table beside me. The champagne tower, which was taller than a person, collapsed. The drinks mixed with glass fragments all fell on me.
Blood flowed down my forehead and in my blurred vision, I seemed to see Rachel anxiously taking two steps towards me, but Patrick rushed out first. He grabbed me tightly and his eyes were red.
He scolded me, "Brother, I kindly invited you to my wedding. How could you deliberately make trouble? I know you are jealous of Rachel for only loving me now. You can beat me or scold me, but you have to destroy my happiness to feel comfortable? Can't you bear to see me live well?"
Patrick was very strong. He held a piece of broken glass in his hand and stabbed it into my flesh, which made my scalp numb.
When I subconsciously tried to push him away, he suddenly fell back. The next moment, a red wine bottle fell on my head. There was a buzzing sound in my ears and the pain made my eyes black.