Jasmine’s call came in at that very moment.
Nicholas helped Quinn up. He rejected the call after giving it a glance.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier, Quinn? I’ll bring you to the hospital at once!” His phone rang again as soon as he spoke.
The shrill ringing of the ringtone pierced through their ears, and Nicholas rejected the call once again.
“I’m fine, there’s no need to go to the hospital. I’ll be alright after some rest—” Before Quinn could finish speaking, she saw his phone lighting up again.
She pushed his hands away and said, “Just take the call. It might be something urgent from the company.”
“Sit down and rest for a bit then, Quinn.” Nicholas helped Quinn over to the couch before walking over to the side to take the call.
However, gone was his usual gentle tone. He spoke coldly, “What’s wrong? Why are you calling me relentlessly? I’ve already made arrangements for the best doctors and caretakers for your father. You don’t have to be so worried.”
It was Jasmine again.
Quinn leaned against the couch and closed her eyes, exhausted.
Nicholas soon ended the call and returned to her side to take care of her.
…
Nicholas did not go to the company for the next few days. He stayed at home to prepare for the wedding.
Quinn’s gaze darkened as she watched him clutching onto her custom-made wedding dress, twirling happily before her.
“I’m so happy, Quinn. Tomorrow’s the day I finally get to marry you!” he exclaimed.
Looking at Nicholas’ smiling face, her gaze inadvertently landed on the wedding dress.
She had received a video just three hours ago. In that video, Jasmine was wearing the same wedding dress, her arms intimately wrapped around him.
“Get some rest early tonight, Quinn,” Nicholas said.
Quinn pretended to fall asleep, noticing the way he had slipped out. She knew he was saving the night of his wedding eve for Jasmine.
She quietly got up and began packing her few important belongings. She did not take a single gift Nicholas had gifted her all these years.
After that, she quietly waited until dawn broke. She then headed to the wedding venue.
Most of the guests had arrived. Quinn stood by the entrance, swapping out her and Nicholas’ wedding photo for one of him and Jasmine.
At that moment, Nicholas hurried down from the car. “I was late because of the bad traffic along the way, Quinn. Let’s get changed now!”
Jasmine, who was dressed just like a bride, followed closely behind him. She met Quinn’s gaze with a hint of provocation.
Nicholas, who was anxious and in a hurry, did not notice the wedding photo by the entrance.
