That night, Bowen should have been the busiest groom alive, bustling with the fervor of the grand reception. Yet, the moment Leandro and Seraphina made their entrance, the smile that once graced his face vanished, never to return.

Even as he occasionally exchanged pleasantries with the arriving guests, his laughter was faint, his eyes betraying a stormy gloom.

Before long, Bowen had slipped away from the entrance of the grand hall.

Simon Martin, mingling among the guests, keenly sensed Bowen’s absence. He promptly sent his assistant, Isaac, on a search mission.

Isaac scoured the place without any luck. Eventually, he knocked on the bridal suite, only to find Tania primping in front of a mirror, surrounded by a gaggle of bridesmaids, all immersed in merry banter.

The sudden appearance of Simon’s aide startled Tania, “What brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Isaac stammered, “I just came to see if you were ready, miss. I won’t disturb you ladies further.”

Knowing Tania’s inability to keep things under wraps, Isaac dared not divulge Bowen’s disappearance, fearing the chaos it might unleash. So, with a polite nod, he closed the door and retreated.

Just around the corner, Isaac nearly collided with Andrea. He hesitated for a split second before greeting her, “Miss Martin.”

Andrea simply nodded, “What are you doing here?”

Isaac furrowed his brow slightly and decided to speak up, “Miss, have you seen Mr. Smith?”

Andrea shook her head, asking, “He’s missing?”

“He was just at the entrance, welcoming guests,” explained Isaac. “He seemed to leave the banquet hall, and Mr. Martin sent me looking for him.”

Andrea showed little reaction, merely responding, “Carry on, then.”

With a quick acknowledgment, Isaac hurried off.

Andrea lingered, but then turned and stepped back into the banquet hall.

tables, Andrea walked straight to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro and

around her, and upon spotting Andrea,

crowd, “Your dress is a hit tonight,”

compliments,

miss him?” Seraphina replied, adjusting her own

Andrea inquired

this, Seraphina couldn’t

the room and indeed noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle disarray, a stark contrast to the earlier jovial

long for this

depends on what you told him,”

laughed again, eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I said, it wouldn’t shake

by an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed Simon’s

disappear, Seraphina turned

at

Isaac greeted

nodded, eyeing the door behind

inside,”

by the door, the room’s soundproof walls

sat slouched in an armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s phone, especially the last

knew what he had done. That night, after Sandra betrayed him, rage and desire erupted unchecked, and he took her

meant for pregnancy, and he had not intended for her to conceive until everything settled. But that one careless moment

Sandra was pregnant, the

the Reynolds; now, it was his

that wasn’t the most

she manage alone? How would she protect the child, survive

yet the thoughts

Simon stood at the door, his gaze icy as

his eyes fixed

simple words from a woman can

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