Chapter 27
At that moment, Viola made a grand entrance, stepping out of the car in a breathtaking wedding gown. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause.
“Wow! The bride is absolutely stunning! Shouldn’t the groom carry her in after this?”
“Haha, where’s Ken? Someone go get the lucky man!”
Viola soaked up the admiration, her confidence swelling with every compliment. Her radiant smile and graceful demeanor captured everyone’s attention.
Amid the lively chatter, Ken finally emerged from the house, walking at a measured pace.
Viola turned to him, her voice laced with playful charm. “Ken, they’re saying it’s tradition
for the groom to carry the bride in after she gets out of the car. Would you give me a piggyback ride?”
She was certain he wouldn’t dare cause a scene in front of so many influential guests.
But Ken, dressed casually in stark contrast to the formal event, looked utterly detached. His
face betrayed no emotion as he stared at Viola’s outstretched hand.
The crowd began to murmur uneasily.
“Something feels off. Isn’t this supposed to be a joyful occasion?”
“Why doesn’t the groom look happy?”
Viola, sensing the tension, tried to maintain her composure. “Ken, today is our wedding
day…”
But Ken cut her off with a cold, flat voice. “Who said I’m marrying you?”
The words hit like a thunderclap. Viola’s smile faltered, her confidence crumbling in an
instant.
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ken, what are you talking about?” she asked, her voice trembling.
Uncle Johnson, now visibly alarmed, hurried over to diffuse the situation, but Ken wasn’t
finished.
He pulled out a document and held it up for everyone to see. “This is the annulled prenuptial agreement. It’s been revoked. I’m not marrying Viola.”
The crowd gasped, whispers spreading like wildfire.
“Did he just call off the wedding?”
What’s going on here?”
Viola’s face contorted with fury as she clenched her fists. “Ken, I don’t think I heard you right. Say that again.”
Ken handed her the document without hesitation.
“I told you before, Viola–I’m not marrying you. I don’t care if the entire world knows about
his. I’m done playing along.”
The guests stared in stunned silence, unable to believe what they were witnessing.
Uncle Johnson stormed over, his face flushed with anger. “Ken! Do you realize what you’re doing? Today is an important day for our family!”
With a swift motion, he slapped Ken twice across the face.
“This isn’t a joke! Pull yourself together and apologize!”
But Ken stood his ground, his expression resolute. “I’m not joking, Dad. Viola and I are not married, and we never will be. This charade ends here.”
The air grew heavy with tension as Ms. Brown, Viola’s mother, finally spoke up, dripping with contempt.
her voice
“Ken Johnson, do you think you can just walk away from this? What about the Brown
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family’s reputation? You’ve humiliated my daughter and dragged our family name through
the mud!”
Ken’s eyes darkened, his voice cutting like a blade. “Watch your mouth, Ms. Brown. I dare you to say that again.”
Before anyone could stop him, Ken raised his voice further.
“I had someone investigate Viola months ago. Before she got involved with me, she was with some loser. And they didn’t just date–they slept together.”
A collective gasp swept through the crowd. All eyes turned to Viola, who stood frozen, her complexion pale as a ghost.
“Viola,” Ken continued, his tone laced with venom, “why are you so desperate to marry me? Could it be because you’re carrying someone else’s child?”
The audience erupted in shocked murmurs as Ken reached into his jacket and pulled out a
medical certificate.
Wiola’s voice cracked as she stammered, “I didn’t! You’re lying!”
But Ken waved the document in front of everyone, silencing her protests.
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