Chapter 2


    The next day, J went to a small church in the suburbs all by herself in a simple white slip dress.


    She didn’t bother renting a wedding dress because she didn’t want to pay for it. J had to pay the


    medical fees for Hannah’s surgery.


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    She bought some white baby’s-breath in a flower shop and asked the seller to give her an extra white


    silk ribbon to braid her hair. J looked pure and innocent.


    It was time for the wedding. Almost all seats in the church were still vacant — only a few people


    attended the wedding.


    Bernie and Fiona nced at the gate every now and then with bated breath.


    “Why hasn’t the groom and his familye yet?” Fiona frowned and nced at the vacant seats.


    She was dressed in a gorgeous outfit today. The light purple dress and subtle makeup entuated her


    features — she looked breathtaking


    “Maybe there is a traffic jam. Let’s wait a little longer.”


    It seemed like the Lester family didn’t value the marriage. However, J wasn’t bothered. All she


    wanted was the money Fiona had promised to pay her after the wedding.


    Momentster, Jocelyn arrived. She walked into the church in haute couture and expensive jewelry,


    holding her boyfriend’s arm. She arrogantly strode to Bernie and Fiona as if telling them that her


    boyfriend was a thousand times better than Ethan.


    “Is that your elder sister J?” Jocelyn’s boyfriend asked, gaping at J. Her pristine beauty


    seemed to allure him.


    Jocelyn gritted her teeth. Her boyfriend had been staring at J ever since they entered the church.


    She couldn’t tolerate it. J had effortlessly seduced him in a matter of a few minutes.


    Nothing had changed even after all these years. J managed to captivate everyone wit


    h her charm. People always paid attention to her instead of Jocelyn.


    Jealousy reared its ugly head. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Jocelyn growled. “Believe it or not, I’ll


    gouge your eyes out. How could you be interested in a bitch from the countryside?” Jocelyn hissed at


    her boyfriend.


    “Why hasn’t that bastard, Ethan, shown up yet?” Her nose scrunched up in disgust. “The man iste for


    his own wedding. How could he be reliable? Besides, his family hasn’t arrived yet. It looks like they


    don’t care about him.”


    Jocelyn was a princess at home. No one would me her for making such rudements. However,


    they were in a public ce, and she was the bride’s sister. Her rude, presumptuous behavior had


    be the topic of everyone’s gossip.


    J gently lifted her hemline and stepped forward. J had tolerated Jocelyn regardless of how


    arrogant and heartless she had been in the past. However, she couldn’t put up with her nonsense


    anymore. “Jocelyn, don’t call anyone a bastard! You’re in a church now. Mind yournguage! Don’t you


    have basic manners?”


    Jocelyn was taken aback. She had never seen J like this — the woman had always been tolerant.


    Hearing that, the church fell silent. Just then, the gate creaked open.


    A tall man stepped inside. The dazzling sunlight seemed to outline his slender frame.


    As the church gate closed again, the man looked up. His deep eyes swept across the crowd, his lips


    pursed into a thin line. He buttoned up his suit and smoothed his coat as if he hade here in a


    hurry.


    The sunlight cast a soft glow on his handsome face. It looked like God had put all effort into creating


    him. All eyes were on him as if he had cast a spell on everyone in the church.