The Wedding Became Mom's Funeral

An unprecedented sense of helplessness and frustration engulfed me.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Tears streamed down my face as my gaze fell to the ground covered in black ash, and my broken heart burned with the flames.

When he proposed the secret marriage three years ago, I should have known that Renee and I were just pawns to be used by them to placate the Kain family, and they had only ever loved Maria.

Unfortunately, I realized this too late.

Adam discreetly wiped his hand with a tissue, then went to console Maria.

She sobbed piteously for a while, and Bowen finally released his grip on my neck, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he was busy handing Maria a tissue.

I watched the two men from the Kain family surrounding Maria, their voices filled with concern and tenderness.

Maria gradually stopped crying in their soothing voices.

At that moment, I felt ridiculously stupid for the past three years.

I lifted my foot and walked towards Renee, who lay motionless on the ground. I just wanted to take her away from this place.

But Maria still wouldn't let us go.

Clearly, she was the one who won, but at the moment when I helped Renee up, she came to us with the thermos box, looking pitiful.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry... I am really sorry. I didn't expect it to end up like this. I know you hate me, but this is something I got for your mom, please accept it for her..."

I slowly lowered my head and looked at the culprit who had caused my mother's death.

My emotions suddenly lost control.

I grabbed the thermos box from her hands and slammed it onto her head.

In the next second, sticky soup flowed down her head, her hair stuck together, and the smell of meat mixed with shampoo was nauseating.

My eyes were bloodshot, and I shouted angrily, "Get out of here! Don't pretend to be nice in front of me!'

Adam glared at me with a warning look.

At the same time I moved, he rushed to my face.

His shoes kicked me hard in the stomach.

Then he quickly hugged Maria, using his thousand-dollar shirt to wipe the soup from her head.

I slid to the ground helplessly as my back crashed heavily against the wall.

After cleaning up most of the mess, Maria's face was already drenched in tears.

Adam tore off his dirty shirt and threw it aside.

He walked up to me, bent down, and grabbed my face, squeezing it so hard that it felt like my jawbone was about to break.

Just as he raised his hand to hit me, Maria spoke in a tearful voice.

"Adam, don't get angry. It's all my fault. I thought the ticket was fake, thinking she would arrive later. I should have made the food earlier if I knew she would come. It's all my fault, I ruined your wedding. It's normal for Bonnie to be angry..."

Bowen quickly handed her a tissue and even thoughtfully brought a towel to wipe her hair.

Hearing this, I was so angry that my eyes were bloodshot and my temples throbbed.

My mother had saved money by canceling her ticket and taking the train instead.

But in her mouth, it became a deceitful lie.

"Shut up! You have no right to talk about my mom!"

After the words fell, Adam slapped me in the face.

Blood stains overflowed from my lips, and a fishy sweetness surged in my throat.

But he angrily said, "You should shut up! If you say one more word, I'll tear your mouth apart!

"This fake wedding was all arranged by Maria for you. What right do you have to shout at her?

"Who are you? If your mother knew that you repeatedly used her illness as an excuse to propose marriage, would she be so angry to be choked?"