"What’s he trying to do?"
"Julian Lawson isn’t really going to jump into the river, is he?"
Soone had already rushed out of the car.
And Julian Lawson began walking toward the sunset.
Just as the crowd scread, a few people suddenly erged from sowhere and pinned Julian Lawson to the ground.
...
anwhile,
Serena was sitting in the backseat of Silas Hawthorne’s car, the wind lifting her black hair.
The waves of her wedding dress skirt fluttered freely.
As they drove by, countless people were watching them.
Until they got off the bridge.
Bianca Lynch and the others imdiately gathered around.
"Serena, are you alright?" Bianca Lynch ca over and held Serena’s hand, "Did Julian Lawson do anything to you?"
Then, Bianca Lynch saw the injury on Serena’s wrist.
They all knew what happened to Serena after Julian Lawson kidnapped her last ti.
If it happened again...
Serena looked at Bianca Lynch, shook her head, and said, "Nothing happened, Silas found just in ti and got out."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness.
They didn’t want what happened last ti to happen again.
Bianca Lynch imdiately hugged Serena and started crying.
Serena reached out and patted Bianca Lynch’s back, gently comforting her.
Behind the two hugging, Silas Hawthorne glanced at Xander Linton, Jasper Ford, and Ethan Lynch.
They imdiately understood his aning.
After a while, a commotion of screams erupted on the bridge.
From afar, they could hear soone shouting, "He’s going to jump into the river!"
The crowd here started to stir as well.
Everyone was looking at Serena and Silas Hawthorne.
If Julian Lawson really jumped into the river and died, the two of them would be carrying a death on their wedding day.
It would be difficult to celebrate their wedding anniversary every year.
Even their relationship might break because of it.
There was still a commotion over there, the bridge was always blocked, and now it was even more severe, the people here couldn’t see what was happening over there.
Serena stood in place, her head down, not speaking.
Beside her, Bianca Lynch looked at Serena with concern, not knowing how to comfort her.
Everyone present knew that if she really carried Julian Lawson’s life, Serena’s future would be miserable.
After all, Julian Lawson jumped into the river because of her decision.
Serena lowered her head, looking at the hem of her wedding dress.
After a while, a large hand wrapped around hers.
Serena didn’t look up; she knew it was Silas Hawthorne.
"He’s okay now." Silas Hawthorne spoke, lowering his head to comfort her, "Serena, you did nothing wrong."
Serena still didn’t look up.
Silas Hawthorne brought his phone up to her face.
Earlier on the bridge, he had sent a ssage to nearby people, asking them to be ready, and if Julian Lawson showed any sign of jumping into the river, to pin him down imdiately.
Now the phone was playing a clip from the live stream online.
It showed Julian Lawson being pinned and taken away.
Serena finally sighed in relief after watching this video.
"Alright, let’s go back." Silas Hawthorne smiled gently, holding her hand.
They weren’t going to take the motorbike anymore; a Bentley that Silas had driven over was parked on the roadside.
Silas Hawthorne carried her into the car, and as he closed the door, he glanced at the bridge again.
He wouldn’t allow Julian Lawson to beco soone Serena could never forget.
Nor would he let Serena grieve over Julian Lawson’s death.
He had promised to be her support.
So, he would resolve all future worries.
Silas Hawthorne withdrew his gaze, walked around, and opened the driver’s seat door to get in.
He glanced at Serena in the rearview mirror, she still looked a bit low in spirits.
But, it would be alright.
The car started and drove towards the city hall.
...
As Julian Lawson was pinned and taken away and Silas Hawthorne and the others left, the traffic here gradually beca smooth.
The road was cleared, but online, the discussion was heated and chaotic.
"Serena is so heartless, Julian Lawson begged her like that, and she didn’t even look back, it’s a life at stake!"
"I disagree with the comnt above, today is Serena’s wedding day, and it was Julian Lawson who kidnapped her first."
"Yeah, and he’s her ex-husband, let’s not forget the rumors online about Julian Lawson and soone nad Vera Hansen, calling Serena a deserted wife."
...
Amidst the argunts, the identity of the people who restrained Julian Lawson was revealed.
They were people arranged by Silas Hawthorne and Serena.
There was proof from text ssages.
The argunt finally settled down.
It was the best possible resolution.
...
The Bentley drove all the way back to the hall.
The news had already reached here, and when the car stopped, Clara Huxley rushed over with Seraphina in her arms.
The car door opened, and Clara Huxley anxiously asked, "Serena, are you alright?"
Seraphina also rushed over worriedly, "Auntie Serena!"
Serena looked at Seraphina in her arms, the worried Clara Huxley, and Sheila Jenkins, who was looking in from behind Clara Huxley.
At that mont, she felt an impulse to call her "Mom."
She had just been through so much and longed for her mother’s comfort.
But in the end, Serena looked away.
She knew that Sheila Jenkins wouldn’t like it.
Seraphina was still in her arms, and Serena gently patted her back.
"It’s okay now," Serena said softly, "I was just a little scared."
Clara Huxley nodded, angrily saying, "Being scared is normal, that despicable Julian Lawson!"
Saying this, Clara Huxley deliberately checked Serena up and down.
"Apart from being tied on the wrist, you seem fine, but your makeup and hair are gone, I’ll get the makeup artist to redo them for you."
Clara Huxley deliberately spoke loudly.
Serena knew why she did this.
It was to inform everyone that nothing happened while she was kidnapped.
In the next mont, Serena’s hand suddenly felt lighter.
She looked up and saw Silas Hawthorne lifting Seraphina.
"Your hand needs so ointnt," he said, frowning at her wrist.
Clara Huxley nodded, quickly summoning soone to fetch the necessary ointnt.
Serena looked up, and everyone in the venue was looking at her with concern.
Serena controlled herself and smiled.
Silas Hawthorne pulled her into his embrace.
The makeup artist quickly arrived, ushering Serena into the makeup room.
This ti, the makeup room was surrounded inside and out by people.
The guests outside sat at their places.
There were noticeably fewer people now.
After all, it was already evening, and a lot of ti had passed; so had conflicting schedules or had to leave for other reasons.
Jasper Ford and the others returned as well.
Percival Ford motioned for him to co over.
Jasper Ford obediently complied; this table was full of influential figures.
"How did it go?" Percival Ford asked.
Jasper Ford thought about it and was angry, "I don’t know what Julian Lawson is thinking, using his life to threaten Serena, wanting her to follow him or he’ll jump into the river."
"But today is her wedding to Silas Hawthorne, she was even sitting on the back of his bike, that’s just cornering her!"
Jasper Ford clapped his hands.
He raised his left hand, "Choose Silas Hawthorne, Julian Lawson wants to jump into the river."
He raised his right hand, "Forced to choose Julian Lawson, doesn’t that betray Silas Hawthorne? After all, Serena’s marrying Silas Hawthorne."
"You didn’t see how trapped she appeared."
The influential figures at the table looked at each other, slightly bewildered.
Jasper Ford put down both hands, scanning the room that was noticeably less populated than before.
He sighed deeply, saying, "What a ss the wedding turned into."
If the influential figures hadn’t reacted before, this sentint, they deeply shared now.
It had been so lively, and now so many were gone, and the bride looked genuinely frightened.
"Julian Lawson is really acting immature."
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