Her Scissors Cut My Hair, But His Betrayal Cut Deeper - Chapter 145: Chapter 145
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The days of preparing for the wedding were busy but fulfilling. Vincent gave me a black card, telling me to buy whatever I liked without worrying about spending limits.
Amber accompanied me on my shopping sprees, occasionally updating me on Jonah's gossip.
After returning from the Blake mansion, Jonah had locked himself in his room, refusing to come out.
His fair-weather friends, still unaware that Jonah was no longer the Blake family heir, continued calling him three times a day to go drinking. Jonah ignored them all.
Lily had also sought out Jonah several times, begging him to marry her as he had promised.
After all, for Lily, Jonah was the biggest catch she could hope for. Who wouldn't panic when the prize slipped through their fingers?
But regardless of how much Lily cried, threw tantrums, or acted coy, Jonah remained unmoved.
Hearing all this, I could only smile. Whether Jonah lived or died no longer concerned me.
After finishing our wedding shopping, I was suddenly intercepted by Jonah on my way home.
He was unshaven and haggard, looking like he hadn't slept well in days.
Jonah stared blankly at the bags in my hand, which contained a stack of "Together Forever" character stickers I had bought to decorate our wedding room windows.
He spoke with a hint of resentment: "Madison, haven't you had enough revenge? Are you really going to marry that beast?"
I shook my head in exasperation: "Jonah, how many times must I tell you before you'll believe me? None of this has anything to do with you. I never thought about getting revenge."
"Also, Vincent is my fiancé and your uncle. Please show him some respect."
Hearing the word "uncle," Jonah suddenly trembled, shaking his head frantically in denial.
"Impossible! Madison, everyone knows how much you loved me, how you couldn't live without me! It's only been a month—how could you possibly have fallen for someone else?"
I replied calmly: "People change. Just like how your feelings for me changed, right?"
Jonah was stunned into silence.
Yes, he was the one who changed first.
I walked past Jonah without looking back.
On the wedding day, I put on the carefully selected wedding gown.
Looking in the mirror, the mermaid-style dress perfectly accentuated my figure.
The makeup was elaborate yet natural, highlighting my already delicate features.
I took a deep breath.
Madison, let go of the past. A new life begins today.
The doors opened, and I walked slowly along the flower-strewn path.
Vincent stood with his back to me, his broad shoulders unmistakable even in his wedding suit.
The moment Vincent turned around, I saw delight in his eyes.
He gazed at me, smiling from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his brows.
We walked toward each other.
Vincent had said he didn't want traditional ceremonies where the bride walks alone to the groom.
He wanted us to walk toward each other, facing whatever came our way—be it splendor or thorns—together.
Just as our hands joined, a commotion erupted at the entrance.
"Jesus, Young Mr. Blake is here with his brothers to steal the bride!"
Amber accompanied me on my shopping sprees, occasionally updating me on Jonah's gossip.
After returning from the Blake mansion, Jonah had locked himself in his room, refusing to come out.
His fair-weather friends, still unaware that Jonah was no longer the Blake family heir, continued calling him three times a day to go drinking. Jonah ignored them all.
Lily had also sought out Jonah several times, begging him to marry her as he had promised.
After all, for Lily, Jonah was the biggest catch she could hope for. Who wouldn't panic when the prize slipped through their fingers?
But regardless of how much Lily cried, threw tantrums, or acted coy, Jonah remained unmoved.
Hearing all this, I could only smile. Whether Jonah lived or died no longer concerned me.
After finishing our wedding shopping, I was suddenly intercepted by Jonah on my way home.
He was unshaven and haggard, looking like he hadn't slept well in days.
Jonah stared blankly at the bags in my hand, which contained a stack of "Together Forever" character stickers I had bought to decorate our wedding room windows.
He spoke with a hint of resentment: "Madison, haven't you had enough revenge? Are you really going to marry that beast?"
I shook my head in exasperation: "Jonah, how many times must I tell you before you'll believe me? None of this has anything to do with you. I never thought about getting revenge."
"Also, Vincent is my fiancé and your uncle. Please show him some respect."
Hearing the word "uncle," Jonah suddenly trembled, shaking his head frantically in denial.
"Impossible! Madison, everyone knows how much you loved me, how you couldn't live without me! It's only been a month—how could you possibly have fallen for someone else?"
I replied calmly: "People change. Just like how your feelings for me changed, right?"
Jonah was stunned into silence.
Yes, he was the one who changed first.
I walked past Jonah without looking back.
On the wedding day, I put on the carefully selected wedding gown.
Looking in the mirror, the mermaid-style dress perfectly accentuated my figure.
The makeup was elaborate yet natural, highlighting my already delicate features.
I took a deep breath.
Madison, let go of the past. A new life begins today.
The doors opened, and I walked slowly along the flower-strewn path.
Vincent stood with his back to me, his broad shoulders unmistakable even in his wedding suit.
The moment Vincent turned around, I saw delight in his eyes.
He gazed at me, smiling from the corners of his eyes to the tips of his brows.
We walked toward each other.
Vincent had said he didn't want traditional ceremonies where the bride walks alone to the groom.
He wanted us to walk toward each other, facing whatever came our way—be it splendor or thorns—together.
Just as our hands joined, a commotion erupted at the entrance.
"Jesus, Young Mr. Blake is here with his brothers to steal the bride!"
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