The freezing winter air turned the water on her heavy coat into sheets of ice. Yet, even as her entire body grew numb, she didn’t stop searching.
She didn’t even hear the onlookers whispering.
"Tsk tsk... She’s really willing to do anything just to marry one of them."
"Pathetic. No dignity at all."
Spit landed near her, followed by mocking laughter.
But Nikki heard none of it.
At that moment, nothing else mattered.
She had to find that ring.
The one David gave her.
Over the years of chasing after the Hewitt brothers, she had already lost every shred of pride.
This wedding ring—this last, ridiculous token—was all she had left.
Her final scrap of dignity.
Brad and Howard exchanged glances, their expressions complicated.
Lora suddenly clutched her chest, her lips trembling. "I feel a little faint... I was so scared just now..."
Both men instantly snapped to attention, their focus shifting back to her. Without hesitation, they picked her up and hurried to the car.
Meanwhile, Nikki remained in the freezing fountain, her fingers numb, her entire body trembling violently.
Yet she kept searching.