Christopher Coldson had let Lola Gold go in the end, to prove that he was not a man who couldn’t control his lower half.
He felt wronged.
Because he really couldn’t control it now.
When it should be hard, it wasn’t, and when it should not be hard, it was incessant.
Was this the quality befitting a playboy?
He went to the restroom to handle it himself, feeling gloomy.
After Lola ca out, she imdiately went to find Yolanda Greenwood but didn’t see her.
At this mont, Eliana Reed had called Yolanda to the end of the hallway.
The dust had settled, and Eliana felt that she could finally say whatever she wanted in front of Yolanda.
"What are you here for?" she asked contemptuously, with the stance of a victor.
Yolanda leaned lightly against the wall, "Of course, to attend the wedding."
"Heh..." Eliana scoffed scornfully, "Yolanda, you’re just a complete loser, you don’t deserve to be here."
Yolanda’s lips pursed into a line, silently observing the woman in front of her.
"What? You disagree?" Eliana chuckled lightly, "Now you only have the seed in your belly left, pity that it will be born a fatherless bastard, just like you who lost your mother..."
Yolanda raised her hand and slapped her swiftly and accurately!
With a "smack," Eliana’s face was turned to one side, she stared at Yolanda incredulously, "You little bitch, you dare hit ?"
She lashed out like a wild animal, "I’ll kill you, you little slut!"
Yolanda grabbed her wrist, worried she would harm her unborn child, "Eliana Reed, are you sure you want to go mad here? Do you believe I can stop your precious daughter from getting married?"
"With you?" Eliana’s face was full of scorn, "You couldn’t even save your own mother, useless trash..."
"What do you an?" Yolanda felt her head buzz, a terrifying thought slowly surfacing.
Eliana’s eyes flickered slightly, "I said you are trash."
She gave up on the idea of attacking Yolanda, pulled back her hand, and straightened her clothes, "I’m a guest of honor today, I don’t have ti to waste words here with trash."
She decided to leave.
Yolanda seized her arm, "Gemma Morgan’s death... was it lissa Greenwood’s doing?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Eliana forcefully pulled her hand away and fled.
She hadn’t gone far when she saw Lola coming and huffed discontentedly.
Now that things had co to this, even if Yolanda knew sothing, what difference could she make?
Gemma Morgan would not return from the dead, lissa Greenwood and Cooper Coldson were about to marry, and Yolanda, that trash, could only secretly give birth to her child and later marry so poor wretch, living a miserable life for the rest of her days.
As for her?
Her own daughter would soon be the wife of the Patriarch of the Coldson Family, and her days would be more carefree and comfortable than before.
Thinking this, Eliana straightened her back and headed to the bride’s dressing room.
Lola felt a pang in her heart when she saw Eliana; she quickened her pace and approached, indeed finding Yolanda with her head down, looking very upset.
"Yolanda, are you alright?" she took Yolanda’s hand, "If you’re feeling unwell, let’s go back, shall we?"
Yolanda looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Yolanda?" Lola panicked instantly, "What’s wrong? Did Eliana just say sothing to you?"
"Lola, Lola..." Yolanda’s voice trembled, unable to complete her sentence.
"Take your ti, what happened?" Lola had already guessed, Yolanda must have found out about Gemma Morgan.
"It was lissa, it was lissa..." Yolanda struggled to speak, trying hard to control herself, but her body kept shaking.
Lola was frantic, "What did that bitch lissa do?"
"It was her, she killed..." Yolanda bit her lip, barely squeezing out the words, "my mom!"
After saying that, she felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she collapsed weakly to the ground.
Lola Gold hurriedly caught her; her body was ice-cold, and her voice trembled as she spoke, "Yolanda... do you know everything?"
Yolanda Greenwood’s body continued to slump, and darkness began to flit across her vision.
At that mont, she was wholly engulfed in regret, thinking that her repeated concessions could make lissa Greenwood treat Gemma Morgan better.
But she had forgotten that lissa Greenwood was a cruel and heartless person.
lissa Greenwood had killed Gemma Morgan, and she, Yolanda Greenwood, was an accomplice.
She felt overwhelmingly sad, so sad that she could not manage herself.
"Yolanda? Yolanda?" Lola Gold saw Yolanda Greenwood’s body go limp and faint.
She was terrified and imdiately called Noah Coldson, "Big brother, co quickly, Yolanda has fainted."
"Where are you?" Noah Coldson turned and ran out.
"We’re at the scene, at the wedding scene."
A mont later, Noah Coldson arrived and carried Yolanda Greenwood to the resting room.
Both were anxiously hovering around Yolanda Greenwood; Noah Coldson also called Ivy Hall.
Ivy Hall was furious, "You all keep saying you care about her, want to save the child, but what have you actually done?"
"Sister Hall, what should we do?" Noah Coldson’s palms were sweaty; he had never been so scared.
Ivy Hall listened to Lola Gold briefly describe Yolanda Greenwood’s condition, and she roughly understood what was going on.
"Don’t move her for now; she should wake up in a while."
After hanging up, the two didn’t dare to move her.
After a while, Noah Coldson’s phone rang, it was Isabella Ross.
"Where did you go? The ceremony is about to start!"
"I’ll be there later, don’t worry about ." Noah Coldson spoke irritably.
"What do you an by that?" Isabella Ross got angry, "Cooper is your own brother, how can you not show up at his wedding, how can you be such a brother?"
"I’m at the scene, I’ll be there in a while." Seeing Yolanda Greenwood wake up, Noah Coldson imdiately hung up the phone.
"Yolanda? How are you?" Both pairs of eyes were glued to Yolanda Greenwood.
Yolanda Greenwood struggled to get up.
"Don’t move yet," Lola Gold’s voice was choked with tears, "You just fainted; you scared to death."
Yolanda Greenwood looked at Noah Coldson, "Big brother, go back. I’m okay now."
"Really? Are you sure you don’t feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Noah Coldson still looked worried, "My absence won’t affect the ceremony."
"I’m really okay, big brother, you go back."
"Okay." Before leaving, Noah Coldson instructed Lola Gold, "Then you take good care of her, and call if anything happens."
"Don’t worry."
Both watched as Noah Coldson left.
"Yolanda, do you want to go see the ceremony?" Lola Gold tested.
"No, I won’t go." Yolanda Greenwood shook her head, "Lola, I’m feeling a bit cough, could you get so water to drink?"
"Okay, just wait here, I’ll be back soon." It was probably better that she didn’t go, Lola Gold silently thought, saving herself the heartache.
She quickly got up and left.
Once everyone had left, Yolanda Greenwood staggered to her feet.
She needed to go to the ceremony venue; she had to stop this wedding!
lissa Greenwood, your retribution has arrived!
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