Chapter 49 The Wedding Night (Part One)

It was a voice Spencer hadn’t heard in a long time.

Memories started flooding back as he stood there, trembling. Six years had passed since he last saw her. It felt almost unreal seeing her now in the flesh. Her eyebrows, her features, her face—they all remained unchanged. She really was here; it wasn’t a dream. He could simply reach out and touch her.

Fiona looked at the woman that Spencer was suddenly so fixated on. Her beautiful eyes glistened with deep affection as she talked to him. She held her head high, oozing with irresistible charm. As if those weren’t enough, she also had a sharp nose and upturned red lips that commanded attention from every single person in the room.

Fiona could easily see Spencer’s mood shift, and she immediately wondered if she was here to snatch him away. That would be great.

"I heard you’re getting married today. I wanted to stop by and say congratulations," she said as calmly as she could, but those who paid closer attention heard her voice slightly waver.

Spencer’s eyes widened as he caught his breath.

The people in the hall started to look at each other, sensing the sudden tension in the air. Some began to whisper questions about the stranger who had just interrupted the wedding.

"Celine." Terrence’s eyebrows furrowed.

Fiona recognized the name. Celine was Spencer’s nominal sister, wasn’t she?

"Celine, I can’t believe it’s you!" Anna hurried over to her and grabbed her hand. "Why didn’t you tell me you came back today? It’s Spencer’s... your brother’s wedding day. Stop standing here and doing nothing!"

Anna was on the brink of shouting.

Everyone seemed to marvel at the surprise, except for Wayne, who visibly seethed with anger upon seeing who it was. He turned toward Ethan and shouted, "Call her over! She has been unbelievably rude!"

Ethan looked towards their direction and said loudly, "Celine, come here, now! Don’t delay your brother’s wedding."

Upon hearing Ethan, Spencer’s attention instantly shif

ing he was tired," Terence replied.

As they talked, Anna and Celine entered.

"Have all the guests left?" Ethan asked.

Anna nodded quietly. She looked at Fiona and walked towards her, holding Celine's hand. With what Fiona thought was a hint of guilt and hesitation, she said, "Fiona, this is Celine, Spencer’s sister—and now, yours as well."

Wayne had told her about Celine before and she didn’t like what she heard, but she knew that she had to be polite. "Celine."

Clad in high heels, Celine towered over Fiona. She cast a casual glance at her. "Congratulations on your wedding."

It might have been her imagination, but Fiona felt that her words weren’t at all friendly. Before she could think about why that could be, Daniel chimed in.

"Well, there’s nothing we can do here now. I’ll gather the others and go home."

"Go ahead. You must all be tired," Ethan said.

Daniel turned around and strode away.

"I’ll go leave now, too." Eric followed him out.

Meanwhile, Terence glanced at Fiona as if he wanted to say something, but eventually held back and sighed. "Uncle Ethan, Aunt Anna, you two seem to be busy. Have an early night. I’m also heading back."

"Okay."

As the crowd dispersed, Fiona walked to the second floor, her heart sinking. Her phone started to ring when she turned around the corner.