Chapter 295 The Balloon Exploded
In ones and twos, everyone turned to look behind. In the flower basket that was levitating in midair sat the beautiful bride in white with a wreath on her head.
The basket glided through the air, moving steadily toward the stage and gradually slanting to the ground. With the equipment attached to it, it left pinkish petals along the trail, as though they were traces left by the angel.
“Woah, it’s beautiful.”
“She’s like an angel! She’s so pretty.”
“I want my wedding to be like this in the future.”
“This is absolutely lovely! The bridal store has done a great job!”
…
Deeply immersed in the dreamy fairytale, the audience exclaimed in admiration, whereas Veronica was the only one worrying that something might happen to the wires as she clenched the walkie-talkie tightly.
The wire was attached to a crane, which was completely covered by the wedding posters, so it wouldn’t ruin the atmosphere. The other end was at the edge of the stage and was perfectly kept out of the audience’s sight as well.
The flower cradle landed at the edge of the stage safely, and Jackson removed the safety belts before walking toward the middle with Emma.
As everything went smoothly as planned, a wave of relief washed over Veronica. Right then, Tiffany came over to her side and they watched the loving couple together.
“Anything you need?” Veronica glanced at her from the corner of her eyes.
“I just wanna watch the wedding from another angle.” Tiffany sighed.
Her implicit words could indicate that she had foreseen the looming disaster or that it was simply her innocuous wish and blessing directed at the newly wed couple.
Veronica fell into silence, and Tiffany suddenly suggested, “Tomorrow is our birthday. Wanna celebrate it together?”
Birthday? Together?
“With you?” Veronica blinked her eyes as she tuned out the background noises. She let out a cold snort. “Now that you brought it up, I almost forgot that we were born on the same day and saw the same light.”
“Dad said that the party will be for charity purposes, so it will be held at a nearby welfare home. Isn’t it meaningful?” Tiffany calmly ignored Veronica’s sarcasm.
“My parents found me on February 2nd. So, tomorrow is your birthday, not mine. It has nothing to do with me.” Veronica tried to straighten things out as she realized that Tiffany had been approaching her frequently these two days. Something wasn’t right.
Still, Tiffany wasn’t angered in the slightest as she stared at the stage with her hands delved into her pockets. “Just because Old Mrs. Kings acknowledge you as her god-granddaughter doesn’t mean that you’re one of the Kingses. Get over yourself, please.”
Veronica was at a loss for words.
There goes the drama in her head again.
Tiffany added, “Who is Matthew Kings? He’s a playboy—or in other words, he’s someone who sees women as his toys. Back then, I loved him so much that I was willing to sacrifice anything for him. Yet, what did I get in return? He forced me into an abortion without anesthesia. Do you know how it feels to have the cold forceps twisting around in your flesh?”
She paused for a moment to regain her composure before continuing, “It felt like hell. If my limbs weren’t tied, I would’ve banged my head against the wall and chosen instant death. But I was forced to undergo the surgery. After losing my child, I was thrown at my house’s doorstep by his men.”
No matter how level-headed Veronica was, she was shocked to the core by the horrendous story. Frowning, she turned to look at Tiffany with mixed feelings.
The latter, unexpectedly, smiled as she related the story with equanimity. “You think that’s the worst? Nope. It’s not. Because the worst part was before the surgery. The doctor said I would be rendered infertile from the abortion, but Matthew still…”
A surprise Veronica turned her head at Tiffany, who said softly, “…insisted. He has ruined my life.”
Despite the expressionless face, Veronica’s eyes gleamed in surprise because she was aware that Tiffany had lied, which resulted in a forced abortion. It wasn’t Matthew’s baby to begin with.
Even so, never in her wildest dream had she imagined Matthew to have it done with fetters and without anesthesia. He had ruined Tiffany’s life without mercy!
Although she hated Tiffany, she was afraid the ending that was awaited for her would be the same as the tragedy that had happened to Tiffany.
How… How could he be so cruel?
As a woman herself, Veronica knew how painful it was to not be able to have children.
“What’s wrong? Are you surprised?” Tiffany pulled Veronica back to reality as she smiled like she wasn’t the protagonist of such a nightmare.
Veronica felt the chills biting on her skin. She never knew that the man she had been so close to was so ruthless and heartless. However, she managed to gather herself immediately. “Why are you telling me this? Are you trying to form an alliance with me?”
“That’s the last thing that comes to my mind. It’s just out of pity. I don’t want you to end up the same as I did.” Tiffany could never say this without blending these empty words into her genuine feelings.
Bang!
Right at that moment, something exploded, and the jarring sound cut through the air as it was amplified by the microphone held by the host, who was standing on the stage.
“Something exploded!”
“Oh lord! Look at the bride! Her face is stained with blood!”
“How could this happen?”
“People are injured!”
“Hurry! Let’s go! We should leave!”
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The scene was total chaos, with the guests running away frantically. The tables and chairs had toppled over into a mess, and the scattering food made it worse.
Veronica’s chest tightened when she heard the explosion. Holding onto her breath, she stood riveted and peered over the crowd to see Emma, who was stained with striking red blood.
At the drop of the hat, Veronica dashed toward the stage. However, it took her a while to reach the stage due to the jostling crowd.
As soon as she laid her feet on the stage, she saw the unconscious couple lying on the ground because the exploded object was none other than the balloon, which they were going to send it flying in the air with a bouquet tied to it.
It was a special event that the couple had specially requested, and Veronica had never expected it to be the cause of the whole commotion.
“Quick! Call the ambulance!”
Veronica pushed the crowd away while shouting. “Move out of the way, please!”
