Chapter 9
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Monica actually succeeded in locating him. Grayson had been living in a rundown basement in the suburbs since his bankruptcy. It was dark and damp inside, extremely dirty. When she rushed inside to grab and shout at him, Grayson did not give in at all. They started to argue and fight again.
During the chaos, Monica went crazy and pushed Grayson down the stairs. When she realized he was no longer moving, she escaped in a fluster. When Grayson was found, he was covered in blood, but was still breathing.
However, the nerves in his backbone had been seriously damaged, and the doctors announced that he would be paralyzed from the waist down and confined to a wheelchair for life. As for Monica, the police caught her after she went into hiding for a week.
Monica was incoherent during her trial. She would be crying one moment for revenge, and would mutter the next moment that she was just a victim.
Her psychiatric appraisal diagnosed her with a serious case of mental illness, and she was forcefully admitted into a mental hospital for treatment. It would be in her hands to decide if she could get better and be discharged from the hospital.
My fingers around my coffee cup flinched slightly as I listened to the news. There was no hate nor any feeling of glee. I just thought it was a pity, but it quickly dissipated. They had chosen their own ending.
I had now begun a new life and did not have time to look back at minor matters in the past. After returning to the family business, I shadowed my father to familiarize myself with the business and co-manage it with him.
Edwin was my most trustworthy supporter. He would help me strategize at work and treated me with great care when it came to my daily life.
We planned our wedding together, which included picking the wedding gown, deciding the itinerary, and confirming the location. On the day of our wedding, the sun was shining brightly, and the grassy field was covered with my favorite white roses. My parents chatted happily with the guests as they constantly talked about me with great pride.
Those who had once looked down at me and doubted me now treated me with respect as they sincerely wished me happiness.
Edwin was in a fitted suit as he stood at the end of the red carpet. His gaze scoured the crowd before finally locking on me. His eyes were filled with love and devotion, just as when he was young.
The host started speaking. Under the warm sunlight, I lifted the skirt of my wedding gown slightly to walk toward Edwin and into our future.
