Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Emily really couldn't stomach this bitterness if she didn’t give Sophia a hard tor flaunt her new status in front of that woman.

“Get srest. You have to look your best tomorrow. | want my daughter to be the most beautiful bride in the world.” Vera fixed Emily’s long hair.

At that, Emily went to bed as told. However, the wedding and, most importantly, the wedding night popped into her head as soon as she closed her eyes. She would truly be handing herself to Arthur soon. As the thoughts crossed her mind, her face flushed, and her heart raced.

Back at the Weiss Manor, Anastasia was already sound asleep. Elliot, on the other hand, went for a drink with Richard and had a heart-to-heart talk.

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The topic then cto their survival days in the jungle, three young men about the sage fighting hard, supporting and sticking by each other. Even when so many years had passed, just thinking about it still got their blood boiling.

“Richard, have you ever given your love life a thought? You can’t stay a bachelor forever, can you?” As a married man, Elliot would wish to see that his brothers could have a happy married life as well.

Richard shook his head in response. “My job is my partner. A woman will only affect the speed | draw my handgun.” Elliot couldn't help chuckling at that. “Alright, I'm going to make a note of that,” he teased, leading Richard to guffaw. The two then clinked glasses and looked at the lights afar. There truly was no romance in Richard's eyes.

He could safeguard his comrades, brothers, and family, but he never gave his love life a thought, for he absolutely didn’t need it.

This night was bound to be long for a lot of people.

Sophia, too, couldn't fall asleep as she lay in bed. Thus, she moved to the couch and lit a bracket light, allowing the dim light to shine on her as sadness enveloped her.

She flipped through the pictures and videos in her phone album again and again as tears streamed down her face like a never-ending waterfall.

“Get over here. I'm recording a video!” Sophia’s whiny voice could be heard.

Very quickly, a dashing face appeared on the screen. While Sophia was making cute faces at the camera, the man hugged her from behind and rubbed his face against hers affectionately. At that, she put her phone away, but laughter could still be heard off camera.

“Can you be a little more serious? Honestly!” The man’s crisp laughter came. “Who'd have thought my wife knows how to fight back? I'm impressed, puppy.” “Don’t callthat.” “Alright, if you don’t make a sound tonight.” “Arthur Weiss...” The camera shook violently amongst the roughhousing. But off camera, it was a happy tbetween the couple.

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Alas, Sophia's heart now ached just as much as she was happy in the video.

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, Arthur stared at the ceiling while resting his hands behind his head. His gaze was fathomless, and his mind was a mess, for he couldn't stop thinking about all that had happened in the wine cellar. At the stime, an intense feeling surged within him.

It was jealousy; he was sure of it. More than that, he actually wanted to know who the man Sophia loved was. Is her boyfriend handsome? Is he rich? What is his family like? How does he compare to me? The sun rose eventually, and Sophia watched the sunrise while curling up on the couch. Her eyes were now puffy, and she looked somewhat gaunt.

Arthur's big day had arrived, and the whole place would be buzzing with joy.

In the garden outside, the servants had gotten busy bright and early, traversing the garden’s every corridor, setting up their young master’s wedding with joy.

Back in the master bedroom. Arthur wasn’t in his best shape either. In fact, he didn’t get out of bed immediately, for he actually wasn't really looking forward to the wedding.

“Young Master Weiss, are you awake, Young Master?” A servant called out to him at the door.

At that, Arthur sat up, got out of bed, and headed into the bathroom. He needed a shower to sober up.

Soon, Martha cand sat on the couch, waiting for Arthur to cdown and have breakfast with her. The elderly woman had donned a maroon dress for the occasion, looking exceptionally lively. Her thick silver hair had been put up with a ruby-encrusted hair comb, complimenting her nobility.

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