“Bad news! Dora jumped into the ocean!”
Someone shouted, and the banquet hall erupted into chaos.
In the past, if I had seen Leonardo talking to another woman, I would have screamed and thrown a fit, let alone see him jump into the ocean to save someone. But now, I remained completely unfazed because I knew Dora was putting on a show.
Before long, Leonardo walked in with Dora in his arms. Their clothes were disheveled, and both of them were drenched. Dora’s eyes were full of tears, and her lips were swollen. It was evident that she had just been kissed fiercely.
“See that?” Leonardo’s cold gaze locked onto me, his voice laced with deliberate humiliation.
“Your vicious schemes forced her to jump into the ocean.”
The surrounding mafia members observed the spectacle with amusement. Some chuckled under their breath, while others looked at me with interest, as if waiting for me to lose control.
I glanced calmly over the two of them and replied, “Oh? Then why is she still alive?”
Dora’s expression stiffened, and a flicker of guilt appeared in her eyes. She quickly grabbed onto Leonardo’s arm. Her voice was soft and delicate.
“Leonardo, I’m fine. It has nothing to do with Madeline.”
Leonardo’s gaze turned ice-cold. The next second, he grabbed my wrist with such force that I nearly stumbled.
“Why don’t you try what it feels like to fall into the ocean?”
Before I could react, he hoisted me up and strode toward the dock.
The cold wind lashed against my face as the lights of the banquet hall grew distant. All around me was the vast, dark sea.
The next moment, he threw me in.
The icy seawater swallowed me instantly. The suffocating pain numbed my limbs, my lungs felt like they were being torn apart, and the waves tossed me up and down.
I struggled desperately, the sound of gasps and shocked cries echoing around me, along with Leonardo’s cold, detached gaze.
I lost the concept of time. My vision was turning blurry. Suddenly, I felt a cold hand around me, dragging me out of the water.
I was thrown onto the wooden dock. I coughed violently and was utterly disheveled.
Leonardo loomed over me. He was smiling in contempt.
“Enough of this nonsense.” He crouched down. His breath brushed against my ear as he shoved a ring into my palm. His voice was deep and frigid.
“As long as you behave, you’ll get the wedding you want. At least in name, everyone will think you’re my wife.”
