Chapter 7
Chapter 7
“How can there be such a shameless man in this world? Miss Caroline’s sincere heart was completely wasted on him.”
“He brings shame to all men! Had I known this, I would never have come to this cursed wedding. It’s an insult to my eyes!”
Watching his friends who had just been cursing me now turn against him, Edward’s head felt impossibly heavy. Unable to lift it, he could only clench his fists as people called him an ungrateful hypocrite.
William didn’t spare Edward another glance. Carrying me toward the door, he coldly declared, “Anyone who offended Carol today, even if just a fly, I’ll make you wish you were dead.”
y immediately collapsed to the ground, crying as she begged me, “Carol, Carol, I was wrong. I was blind to offend you. Please ask Young Master… please, let Young Master William spare me? I’ll kowtow to you!”
She began violently kowtowing, not stopping even when her forehead began to bleed.
Seeing this, others also knelt down, kowtowing and apologizing, slapping their own faces.
The men who had torn at my wedding dress fearfully said they would cripple their own hands as punishment.
Only Edward stood motionless, staring at me intently as he said with resentment, “Carol, I thought you were just saying you’d marry someone else to spite me. You said you’d only marry me in this life.”
I tightened my grip around William’s neck and sneered, “Edward, who do you think you are? You think you’re worthy of being my man?”
Surprised by my words, a shadow of desolation crossed Edward’s eyes as he stepped closer, “Carol, I know you don’t love him. You were willing to take the blame for me – that proves you love me, not him. Please don’t force yourself.
“If you’ll just yield… Carol, I can promise not to marry Emily, and today’s wedding can be just with you-”
SLAP- Before Edward could finish, William’s palm struck his face, “How dare you! Edward, is this how your parents taught you to speak to your elders?”
Perhaps triggered by the word “elders,” Edward looked at me with grief, his pleading gaze waiting for my response.
But I silently turned away, refusing to look at him again.
Sensing my disgust, William carried me from the room, found clean clothes for me to wear, then took me to the hospital.
When we came out after bandaging my wounds, I saw William calling each of today’s guests to apologize, saying the wedding would be delayed until
next month.
A trace of bitterness rose in my heart – I hadn’t even officially married into the family, yet I’d already caused them so much trouble.
“William, maybe we shouldn’t–”
Before I could say “have the wedding,” his finger pressed against my lips as he looked at me with furrowed brows, saying plaintively, “Carol, are you blaming me for not protecting you well, so you don’t want me anymore?”
I hadn’t expected my guilt to be interpreted this way by William, and hurriedly said, “No, that’s not what I meant. I just feel I’m not worthy of you.”
William gripped my hand tightly, his eyes full of tender concern, “Fifteen years ago, when I rolled down that Mountain and cracked my head passersby were afraid I was trying to scam them and wouldn’t help. If you hadn’t stopped my bleeding, bandaged me, and called an ambulance, I might have died.
Carol, don’t undervalue yourself. You have a kind heart and dare to love and hate. You deserve everything good in this world.”
So the big brother I saved back then was William.
The tension in my mind released at that moment, and warmth welled up in my eyes.
William took out a ring from his pocket, placed it on my ring finger, and asked, “Caroline, will you marry only me in this life, the next life, and the life after that?”
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His Scapegoat, his Fiancée, his Aunt
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Chapter 7
I nodded through my tears, and he held me tight against his chest, kissing the top of my head.
Patients passing through the hospital applauded and cheered for us, becoming special witnesses to our love.
Half an hour later, William took me to get my injuries documented, then took the medical report to file a police report.
Those who had bullied me were detained the next day, awaiting sentencing.
To my surprise, they had all turned themselves in voluntarily.
It seemed the police station was actually safer for them.
After handling this matter, William postponed all unimportant projects to stay home with me while I recovered and prepared for the wedding.
