One Last Regret

When news of the canceled wedding reached Elara’s parents, Gregory and Helena Wynn, they stormed over to demand an explanation.

The moment they walked in, they began accusing me without a single question.

"Our Elara has been with you for so many years. The venue's already booked. And now you’re saying the wedding’s off just like that? Are you trying to make us lose face in front of all our relatives and friends?"

"Cassian, let me tell you something. Our daughter marrying you is a blessing for you. Don’t be so ungrateful."

I slammed the photos of Elara and Drew down in front of them.

"Take a good look. This is the wonderful thing your precious daughter did. The day before her wedding, she goes and books a hotel room with another man. I’m not so desperate that I’d marry just any worn-out bitch."

Their expressions changed, as if they had swallowed something filthy.

Mrs. Wynn lifted her chin stubbornly. "So what? It’s just sleeping together. It’s not some huge deal. Are you really going to nitpick over something like that?"

Mr. Wynn quickly chimed in, "Exactly. How are you still this backward? If anything, this can’t be entirely Elara’s fault. Maybe you just weren’t good enough to keep her."

I laughed in anger. I wanted to see just how shameless this entire family could be.

I deliberately sighed, letting guilt and reluctance show on my face. "Mr. and Mrs. Wynn, it’s not that I insist on holding onto this. I just… I can’t accept it so suddenly…"

Mrs. Wynn snorted. "What’s so hard to accept? I think you’re just fragile. Society is open now…"

I nodded repeatedly in agreement while quietly recording the conversation on my phone.

Mr. Wynn looked me up and down with clear dissatisfaction. "Spreading this around wouldn’t sound good either. Don’t say we didn’t give you a chance. As long as you keep your mouth shut about this, our Elara can still marry you."

I forced back the urge to curse. "Well, shouldn’t we ask her what she wants? Marriage is between two people."

Their faces darkened instantly.

"What do you mean by that? Elara marrying you is already your good fortune. Don’t push your luck."

I let out a heavy sigh, pretending to be deeply in love. "I do want to be with her. It’s just… the Mercer family is so powerful… I… I’m afraid."

When they heard that, their contempt for me deepened. However, the moment they registered the Mercer family’s influence, their eyes lit up.

"You mean the Mercers? The one whose son slept with our Elara?"

I nodded, then feigned surprise. "Yes. Didn’t she tell you?"

Mr. Wynn shot Mrs. Wynn a look. After a light cough, he spoke, "Of course, we know about it. Since she and the Mercer boy are mutually in love, and they’ve already been together… I think your marriage should just be forgotten."

Mrs. Wynn agreed immediately, "Yes. This has nothing to do with you anymore."

Inside, I was overjoyed. On the surface, I looked full of reluctance. "But… I truly love her. You…"

Before I could finish, they cut me off.

"That’s enough. She has nothing to do with you anymore."

They left in a hurry, barely able to hide their eagerness.

Watching their backs disappear, I curved my lips in quiet satisfaction. The real show was only just beginning.