Chapter 9

I arrived at the island resort with Fintan, and as soon as we checked into our hotel, we were informed that someone had invited us to the small chapel.

Fintan's confusion didn't seem feigned; this wasn't a surprise he had prepared for me.

We followed the bellhop, and as we pushed open the doors to the chapel, we were stunned.

The scene before us was so familiar—it was an exact replica of our wedding!

And walking gracefully towards us, with tears welling in her eyes, was Jolene.

I turned to leave immediately.

Behind me, there was a thud as Jolene fell to her knees.

"Freesia, please don't go! I've come to apologize to you and Fintan!"

She crawled on her knees to my side, clinging desperately to my legs.

Both her knees were scraped and bleeding; she looked utterly pitiful.

Fintan exclaimed in shock, "You... you... how did you get out of the psych ward? How did you know I was here?"