"Yuvan!" Theodore yelled.
Yuvan soon ran over. "Mr. Spencer, what instructions do you have for me?" "Find the man indicated on this slip of paper. Also, use all resources we have to track Rose down." With that, Theodore tugged his tie off and flung it aside.
"Mr. Spencer, where are you going?" Yuvan asked.
Theodore said, "To find Rose." "What about the wedding? You and Ms. Zeller are about to walk down the aisle." "Call off the wedding!" Theodore then disappeared from Yuvan's sight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCynthia hid behind a pillar a distance away and saw Theodore walk off, her eyes filled with anger and indignation.
She couldn't believe he called off the wedding! This was a huge blow to her. Her dream stood right before her, but it popped just like a bubble.
If it were in the past, she would have jumped into his arms and hugged him tight, crying and begging him not to leave. But now, she knew that wouldn't work anymore. Doing that would only irritate Theodore. The hatred burning in her chest made Cynthia gnash her teeth.
Rosalie was kidnapped? Who kidnapped her? That bitch was annoying, and she had many enemies. It made perfect sense that she was kidnapped! It was fine that that bitch was kidnapped, but how could she affect Cynthia wedding? For all Cynthia knew, Rosalie might have staged the entire thing just to ruin her and Theodore's wedding.
"Rosalie Young, you bitch. No matter whether you really were kidnapped or it was staged, you're doomed! Can't call the police? That's precisely what I do. Not only will I do that, but expose this to the media so that everyone knows about it! I'm going to make sure you die!" Cynthia left in her wedding gown. She found a landline in the hotel and called the police, informing them about Rosalie's kidnapping and even claimed to be Rosalie's friend.
After calling the police, Cynthia contacted the media. "Reporter Yancey, I have news for you regarding Theodore Spencer's ex-wife. This will make for a sensational headline." Theodore and Cynthia's wedding was suddenly called off, and the emcee could only say that it was due to unforeseen circumstances et No one knew what these 'unforeseen circumstances' were, and the bride and groom never made an appearance.
Cynthia sat in the dressing room, staring silently at herself in the mirror. Her makeup was completely smeared by her tears.
Jennifer walked over to her side. With her arms folded across her chest, she said, "Seems like the wedding's off." "Are you here to laugh at me?" Cynthia didn't even have the energy to fight with her.
"You made it a joke. I was curious how you managed to snag Theodore Spencer, but he decided not to marry you just like that. You don't seem that important to him." "Shut up!" Cynthia grabbed the bottles of cosmetics on the makeup table, and flung them in Jennifer's direction.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA bottle hit Jennifer and it hurt a little.
She furrowed her brows, and then flicked her sleeve. "As it turns out, we all chere for nothing How embarrassing to be the butt of everyone's jokes. Please be more careful next time, and make sure the other party genuinely wants to marry you first." With that, Jennifer turned to leave.
Cynthia wiped the tears away from her face hard.
Her phone dinged, and she saw a notification.
Cynthia picked up her phone, and read the news article. The headline read, "Theodore Spencer's wife kidnapped, her fate remains unknown." Ashburn > Cynthia smirked. "Rosalie Young, go to hell! Best if they have their fun with your body before killing you!" X