Chapter 650 Mysterious Intruder
Antheena and Sebastian’s wedding was a grand spectacle. As she was on her way to see Sean, Veronica noticed that the street’s billboards were filled with their wedding photos.
Flake held a ten-day feast and treated all the poor people there to free meals. His actions garnered more blessings for his daughter’s wedding.
Veronica’s phone rang, and she looked at it. Xavier? She hesitated for a moment before taking the call. “Congratulations on your wedding.” She wished him well.
A long silence ensued, but she could vaguely hear a resigned sigh on the other end. Her brows furrowed, and she looked at her phone again. He’s still on the line. She asked, “Why’d you call me?”
“I know you’re in Castron. Why you aren’t coming to my wedding?”
“I…” She wasn’t surprised that he knew she was in Castron. She pursed her lips. “Sorry, but I have something to settle.”
She clenched her phone tighter, and the light in her eyes dimmed, but she hid her sadness away. “Antheena really likes you. I wish you all the happi—”
Xavier hung up before she could finish. She felt herself suffocating a little from how cold he was being. She almost couldn’t speak.
That night, Ruka came back drunk and in tears. She hugged Veronica the moment she saw her. “We broke up, Veronica…” She cried like a child who lost her best toy. “That arse wouldn’t see me!”
That is totally not a breakup. You’re just telling everyone a lie.
She led Ruka back to the room and consoled, “It’s alright. There’re other men out there waiting for you. The world’s a big place. You’ll find your one true love someday.”
Ruka slumped down on the . “No! I only want Hendrey—” She felt her stomach churn, and bile was rushing up her throat.
Veronica quickly handed her a trash can and watched as her friend threw up in the poor container, all the while mumbling a certain person’s name under her breath.
She let Ruka do as she pleased for a while before putting her to bed. She no longer squirmed around, and Veronica could return to her room with no worries. However, she kept tossing and turning that night.
It was late at night, but she was still not sleepy. She then stood up and headed to the French window to take in the vista underneath her. The moon was shrouded, but the neon lights shone high into the air. The buildings looked like shining Christmas trees that lit the city up.
Everyone said beautiful scenery could make one feel better, but Veronica begged to differ. The weight in her heart still couldn’t be lifted even as she watched the view.
She couldn’t drink any alcohol due to her being pregnant, so she sat down and stared out at the lights. She had no one but the darkness to accompany her.
However, she then heard a quiet creak. It was almost inaudible, but she shrewdly noticed it, and she felt someone closing in on her.
When that someone was finally leaning down, Veronica suddenly opened her eyes and produced a dagger. “And who are you supposed to be?” she hissed while pressing the dagger closer to the intruder’s neck.
