When the wedding planner called for final confirmation, I canceled the wedding.
The news quickly reached Edward and for the first time, he panicked. His call came almost instantly, his voice filled with desperation.
“Baby, are you still angry? Please, listen to me. The wedding is important. We’ve already sent out the invitations. How can you cancel now? Don’t you remember your promise to Mom? You said you’d let her see you get married.”
He sighed and continued, “I’ve already sent the wedding dress and jewelry to your house. Try them on, okay? Don’t be stubborn. Be good. I’ll come home to you as soon as I’m done.”
I knew all of them were lies.
Half an hour ago, the auction was being streamed live. Edward was seated in the VIP section, carefully selecting jewelry for Florence.
I didn’t reply. Instead, I deleted every trace of him from my phone. Then, I packed my bags and moved back to the Thornton Family home.
Before leaving, I sent his company a little parting gift. They were copies of the hospital records proving his tampering with my mother’s medication.
After securing the jewelry, he finally remembered his soon-to-be wife and his gravely ill mother-in-law in the hospital.