"Remi, if you're not ready to tie the knot, then don't! Why drag everyone else into this mess?"

Remington had just approached the entrance to the banquet hall when the doors burst open, and Cassius stormed out, immediately grabbing Remington by the collar of his shirt.

Fiona had just calmed the guests down and stepped off the stage when her blood pressure shot up.

He and Timothy had helped her to the resting room, only then learning about Yolanda's accident.

Remington's handsome face was cold as ice, his eyes shadowed with turmoil, "Back off!"

Seeing Cassius and Remington looking ready to tear into each other, Timothy pulled Cassius aside, saying, "You better head to the hospital, Yolanda's in trouble, and it's not like Remi wanted any of this to happen."

The wedding turning into a disaster, both Remington and Lizetta were undoubtedly hurting.

Cassius hurried off. Timothy lagged behind, "Remi, where the heck have you been?"

clamped; after a moment, he replied, "Stella's

a mix of emotions before he finally

day. No matter the reason, Remi, you've

clapping him on the shoulder, "Mrs. Fiona Dashiell's furious, Remi. You should

with fresh roses, setting a romantic and sweet

on them, and the wine was fragrant. But the guests had all left, and the empty

walked onto the stage,

glanced at the spot beside him, almost seeing Lizetta in her wedding

slightly, his voice hoarse, "Honey,

she was gone, and the wedding was over. The only

Abbey, and Ms. Hawthorne went to the hospital. She should be in Barbara's ward by now. Also, we found

heavy; he instructed, "Keep an eye on them; I'll interrogate them myself later. Go to Riverbend Abbey and bring Mrs. Dashiell

tall figure had vanished from the stage, stepping through the side door with his usual brisk, composed stride, showing

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