Chapter 124
+25 BONUS
“By your logic, I should kick Maddie’s corpse for stealing my partner right before our wedding, too!” I sald, drawing gasps from the crowd. “I agree with you on one thing this guy’s a Jackass. But your daughter should have picked up my trash after 1 threw it away instead of trying to snatch it from my hand!”
“Taylor!” Edward exhaled, his face twisting in lumiliation,
I pouted, then let out a sigh as I scanned my surroundings. Ah, well. I paid my last respects. It’s not my job to make you people accept it. Goodbye.”
“Not so fast, Taylor,” Edward suddenly called out.
Then I heard him address Harry and Cameron, “Dad, Mrs. Jones, …”
I frowned. Dad? On what grounds?
“I’m the one who invited her here,” he revealed. “For good reasons too. First, she’s Maddie’s sister–family. She has every right to say goodbye. Secondly… I have an announcement to make.”
A terrible feeling clawed its way through my veins.
Cameron leered at him, her red–rimmed eyes burning with anger. “What kind of announcement do you want to make at a time and place like this?! Are you going to announce you’re getting back together with this bitch–right at Maddison’s funeral?”
“Yes!”
Even Cameron hadn’t expected him to admit it.
I could swear to God that whatever delusion afflicted this fellow must have been advancing to its fourth stage. Edward ignored the uproar and scanned the mourners, his face solemn.
Then, with a calmness that sent chills down my spine, he declared, “The best way to honor the departed is to live on. Maddie was like a little sister to me all these years–that never changed, even recently. I only agreed to marry her after learning she had an incurable disease. My goal was to ensure she left this world without regrets.
“Now, Maddie has passed on. My responsibilities and promises have been fulfilled. It’s time for me to be responsible to someone who loves me enough to give everything for me.”
Holy fucking shit! How shameless could one person be?
I took a “Oh, hell no. No, no, no. Edward, don you-”
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Before I could finish, he pulled a small box from his pocket, flipped it open, and revealed a large diamond ring.
The crowd fell into stunned silence. Their jaws might as well have hit the floor.
Injured and all, he dropped to one knee. “I would like everyone here to be our witness today.”
I instinctively took a step back.
“I’m sorry for putting you through all of this, Taylor. Please, give me another chance! I’ll throw another wedding
an even grander one. I promise you nothing but the best. So please… marry me.”
He lifted the ring toward me.
