Jasper’s sudden rejection caused an uproar in the crowd.
There was the sound of whispering from the guests‘ seats.
I looked up involuntarily at the stage.
Jasper snatched the microphone, looking as if he had made up his mind about something.
“I welcome everyone who has come to attend my wedding today. Don’t panic. The wedding will take place as planned. However,
my bride isn’t Rosie. It’s my lover… Amara!”
Rosie turned to stare at Jasper in shock. She asked nervously in a low voice, “What kind of joke are you pulling? Amara is dead!
It’s our wedding today!”
Jasper sneered. There was no longer any tender love in his eyes, and they were now as cold as ice.
“Do you think that I wouldn’t be able to find out about the things that you did?”
Rosie turned white at once, and she looked panicked.
Silas was in the distance, but he suddenly chuckled in a slightly dazed manner and said, “Amara, it seems that Jasper isn’t beyond
hope yet. Even so, you’ll still never be able to return to my side.”
As he spoke, he pressed the remote he was holding.
Photos suddenly appeared on the large screen behind the stage.
There was the proof of Rosie initiating a one–night stand with her assailants!
There was also the process of how Rosie had framed me for the entire incident.
