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On my wedding day, my fiancée called off our marriage right then and there, taking my brother's hand as she walked down the aisle.
I ran out of the venue, devastated, only to be hit by a car and left paralyzed, forever cutting short my dancing career.
In my darkest moment, as I was about to throw myself into the river, my brother's aunt Melody pulled me back from the brink.
She declared her love for me to the whole world, marrying me in a wedding of the century.
But on our third wedding anniversary, I accidentally overheard her instructing her assistant:
"As usual, have the doctor replace my husband's leg treatment medication with vitamins, and find an excuse to postpone his rehabilitation therapy."
The assistant replied hesitantly:
"But Ms. Carlisle... The doctor said if we keep delaying his treatment, he might never be able to stand up again in his life..."
"You had someone deliberately cause the accident that paralyzed him for Young Master Fintan's sake. Now that Fintan has become the principal dancer and is favored by his wife's family... Do you still need to be so cautious about your husband?"
"Enough talk! So what if he can't stand up? It's not like I won't take care of him for the rest of his life."
Melody looked towards the distance, her eyes filled with melancholy:
"If societal norms prevent Fintan and me from being together, then I'll dedicate my life to protecting him! I won't let anyone stand in the way of his happiness!"

The Remnants of Love

Fintan got caught up in a scandal and was quickly disowned by his in-laws, so he came running to Melody again seeking comfort.


However, this time Melody didn't even let him in the door.


Melody had been under attack from netizens these past few days, yet she maintained an oddly elated state.


Although the content exposed by the gossip accounts was unfavorable to her, it at least let her know that Moritz was definitely still alive!


These things could only have been recorded by Moritz before, and the timing and method of their release absolutely indicated that the subject was giving orders.


During these days of searching for Moritz, she hadn't been able to sleep a single night.


Whenever she closed her eyes, she would see Moritz's past image - always looking at her tenderly with a smile, wanting to rely on her while stubbornly refusing to let anyone look down on him.


Melody finally realized just how terribly wrong she had been!


Chapter 7