The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Silversage Villa had been simply decorated for the wedding. Romantic roses were scattered all over the ground, and a long red carpet was placed among the pure white roses. The notary stood by the table, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Old Mrs. Smith sat in the front row, happily listening to Kathy’s flattering words. Kathy, like Molly, had gone through four stomach pumpings, but now she had to force herself to sit straight. This wedding had to happen, or they would lose their last refuge.

“Bryan is my favorite grandson. I don’t care about family status. As long as Bryan likes her, I like her too,” Old Mrs. Smith said with a smile, she believed Bryan and Molly were considerate of her age and didn’t want her to go through the lengthy process of a large wedding. In reality, no one else in the family knew about this wedding.

The wedding march began to play, and the doors at the end of the red carpet slowly opened. Molly, in a wedding dress, walked in, holding Bryan’s arm and carrying a bouquet. With makeup covering her pale, weak face, she looked charming and lovely.

Kathy felt a pang of regret as she watched her daughter. She had planned to organize a proper wedding for her daughter, but now it was being held in a small garden.

Bryan looked at the girl beside him and smiled lovingly as they walked forward together. They stopped in front of old Mrs. Smith, and two notaries stepped forward and smiled at them. “Mr. Bryan, Miss Molly, we are the notaries for your wedding. Marriage is sacred. Please listen carefully to our questions and answer them with the utmost sincerity.”

Finally, it had come to this. Once it was notarized, she would be the daughter-in-law of the Smith family. They had attempted to kill Paige twice, and they had no idea how Enrico would retaliate. Their only option now was to cling tightly to the Smith family. In the worst case, if Enrico crushed the Smiths, Bryan could still help her and her mother escape from Country A, ensuring they would survive. Molly thought about this, her eyes flickering with excitement.

“Mr. Bryan, do you take Miss Molly to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?” the notary asked.

Bryan stood there listening. Suddenly, an image of someone holding a music box, squatting outside the school laboratory, flashed in his mind.

Seeing Bryan lost in thought, Molly discontentedly tugged at him. Bryan snapped out of it and looked at Molly, feeling guilty. He was about to marry Molly, yet he was thinking of…

He quickly looked at the notary and said, “I do…”

“Madam!” A panicked voice suddenly disrupted the wedding.

A servant rushed in, falling to her knees on the red carpet.

“What are you doing?” old Mrs. Smith looked over in displeasure.

“Madam, something terrible has happened. A large group of people broke down the gate and forced their way in. We couldn’t stop them. And… and they’re carrying a crystal coffin!” the servant stammered.

Everyone gasped. A coffin on a wedding day?

“What?” old Mrs. Smith slammed her hand on the table in anger. “Who dares to do this?”

“It was me,” a cold female voice called from outside the door.

Kathy, sitting in her chair, involuntarily shivered at the sound.

The first thing everyone saw was the crystal coffin being carried in.

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“Bang.” The coffin was set down by a group of tall men in suits, perfectly placed on the red carpet amidst the white roses.

Paige entered, dressed in a black lace gown, black high heels, even her necklace and lace gloves were black.

“Paige?” Bryan looked at her in astonishment. Did she really care this much about him being with Molly? Bringing a coffin here?

“Bryan, do you know her?” old Mrs. Smith asked, trying to contain her anger.

Molly immediately rushed to old Mrs. Smith’s side. “Grandmother, she’s the woman Bryan used to like. Ever since I got together with Bryan, she’s been hostile towards me. At school, she bullied me endlessly and even locked my friend in a bathroom and poured filth on her.”

“What?” Old Mrs. Smith was shocked and looked at Paige coldly. “Which family are you from, to act so outrageously?”

Paige calmly sat down in a chair next to Kathy, giving her a mocking glance.

Kathy trembled in fear, nearly falling off her chair.

“Old Mrs. Smith, I have no personal grudge against you. I wouldn’t have brought this coffin here if it weren’t for the fact that you’re so confused as to allow this wedding. So, don’t blame me for being rude.”

“You-” old Mrs. Smith was infuriated by Paige’s words.

Bryan frowned and stepped in front of Paige. “Paige, this is too much.”

“Hand over Kathy and Molly to me, and I will leave with the coffin immediately. Otherwise, everyone here today can not run.”

Bryan was stunned, and Molly’s voice came from beside him.

“Bryan…”

Molly covered her mouth and cried, “Enough, Bryan. Because of you, I’ve fallen to this point. My dad is in prison, and now even a small wedding is being ruined by a coffin. Forget it, I won’t get married.”

As she cried and tried to leave, Bryan quickly grabbed her and held her tightly, “Don’t worry, Molly, no one can stop us from being together.” He had thought something was off, but now it seemed that Paige had really gone to extremes.

Old Mrs. Smith, thinking it was just a love triangle, instructed the butler, “Butler, get some bodyguards over here and take these troublemakers away. Give them a good lesson.”

Upon hearing this, Paige smiled faintly, removed her gloves, revealing her slender, fair hands and a bracelet on her wrist, “I’d like to see who dares to touch me.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the butler, who had just reached the door, had his arm broken by one of Paige’s bodyguards and was thrown to the ground. The sound of the arm breaking was clear and chilling to everyone present.

Bryan shielded Molly behind him, glaring at Paige, “What do you want? I used to like you, but that’s in the past. The only person I want to marry now is Molly.”

Paige sat there, not bothering to correct him, “So, you’re determined to marry her today?”

“Yes, the only person I love now is Molly. No matter how many stories you make up to slander her, I believe in her innocence.”

Hearing this, Paige laughed, “Bryan, I didn’t want to go after you. But if you’re determined to help the Clarkes, then there’s nothing more to say.”

With that, she reached out to one of her bodyguards.

The bodyguard immediately handed her a knife. Without hesitation, she grabbed Bryan’s suit with one hand and held the knife to his throat with the other, glaring coldly at him, “I’m here to take their lives today. If you want to protect them, you’ll be the first.” She wasn’t joking. The knife immediately made a small cut on his neck, and blood began to seep out.

Bryan was shocked, never imagining Paige would do this to him. “You’re going to kill me?”

“What are you all standing around for? Protect Bryan! Throw this crazy woman out! Out!” old Mrs. Smith shouted in agitation.

The servants rushed forward, but before they could get close, Paige’s bodyguards intercepted them, throwing them to the ground one by one.

Suddenly, the entire romantic hall was filled with cries of pain.

The servant holding the wedding rings was also kicked to the ground, the rings spilling out and rolling to the side.

Flowers were trampled everywhere.