The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 202 Chapter 202

The ballroom was filled with a lively buzz in the air. Despite the rush, everything had gone smoothly, and the wedding was turning out just fine.

Now, they had reached the moment of the evening-the exchange of rings, an event that would mark the climax of the night.

Sandra looked at the man standing before her and asked suddenly, "Do you know whose idea it was to have the wedding today?"

Maxwell didn't answer.

Sandra smirked. "It was actually Noelle's idea. Don't you still have feelings for her? And look what happened. She didn't hesitate to drag you down just to spite me."

Maxwell remained silent, as if he hadn't heard a word. He simply continued with the ceremony, slipping the ring onto her finger.

Sandra clenched her teeth in frustration. "Does she think that just because I'm getting married, I'm no longer part of the Swanson family? Well, she's wrong. I agreed to this only because I wanted my dad to see how much I've been wronged.

Just wait. I'm going to take back what's mine. So, tell me. Are you willing to-"

could finish, a series of high-pitched screams suddenly echoed from

the wedding tonight. The pain had taken such a toll on her that she looked like

in alarm, and Craig began shouting frantically for a doctor. As the most "dutiful" daughter, Sandra stood frozen, her fists clenched as she

was going to end smoothly. At that thought, Sandra quickly turned and began searching for another familiar face. It didn't take long before she spotted Noelle standing at

to have just realized what was happening, yet she didn't move closer. She just stood there, stunned, staring at the chaos unfolding before

finally seemed to snap out of her daze. She clenched and unclenched

cursed Sandra internally. Just before Noelle could get

at Matilda.

"Mom!"

away on the

finally expressed their dissatisfaction. At the memorial service, the

had

was unwell, and Sandra had

calm. She seemed to be in charge of the entire funeral process, handling everything with

a matching dress, with a small white flower tucked into her hair. She looked