Three days later, as promised, Aron and Whitney's wedding took place. However, the unexpected still happened.
At the wedding, Aron wasn't dressed in the prepared tuxedo but instead wore a dark, ink-like trench coat, surrounding the entire venue with a group of cold, stern bodyguards.
Instead of holding Whitney and kissing her passionately, he had her pinned to the ground, threatening her by gripping her chin.
"Whitney, I'll only ask you once, where is my Thea?!"
Whitney trembled in fear, forcing herself to stay calm.
"Thea... didn't Thea die? I'm also saddened by Thea's passing, but today is our wedding, you... Ah!!!"
Before Whitney could finish her sentence, Aron coldly dislocated her jaw.
She knelt on the ground in agony, moaning.
Meanwhile, at home, oblivious to what was happeni
