His Pregnant Mistress Disappeared… And So Did I - Chapter 8: Chapter 8

The makeup artist worked efficiently, transforming me with skillful strokes—foundation, curls, the wedding gown, and finally, the veil. When Jason lifted me, his palms were damp with nervous sweat. After a moment, I asked to walk on my own. Peering through the lace at my stiletto heels, I took deliberate steps toward the waiting car.
"The eldest Jiang daughter is getting married!"
Before I climbed in, Jason slipped a chocolate into my palm—his quiet way of staving off hunger. I let it melt on my tongue.
Sweet.
Too sweet.
The car rolled forward smoothly. All things considered, this wedding was turning out far better than I'd expected. My father and stepmother, practically trembling around Jason, hadn't just handed over my full dowry—they'd piled on extravagant wedding gifts too.
Tomorrow, I'd visit Mom's grave. I needed her to know I was okay. That I hadn't failed her.
Maybe this really was the start of something new.
Something free.
The ceremony took place on the third floor of a five-star hotel. Irony had other plans: Richard was hosting a corporate gala directly above us.
Some fates refuse to untangle.
The elevator doors slid open—and there he was.
My gaze flicked up. Our eyes locked.
For a heartbeat, time froze.
Then I looked away and stepped out, cool as glass. Behind me, chaos erupted:
"Mr. Montgomery! What's—someone help!"
"Invitation? Since when does Montgomery Group ban anything Jiang-related?"
"Sir, steady—!"
"He's collapsing!"
I'd wanted discretion. No scandals, no collateral damage to the Song family. But the universe had other ideas.
They rushed Richard to the hospital. He stormed back just as Jason slid the ring onto my finger.
"Jason!" His voice shredded the air. "You're stealing what's mine! I'll sue you into oblivion!"