Chapter 842

"Oh my God, is that the bride?" "She's cheating on her own wedding? I can't believe this!" "Wait... Who's that guy? Is he here now?" The guests started whispering to each other and looking around. They were itching to find the guy and expose him to everyone. But Dawson was already out cold, taken down by Alex and the others. He was all tied up and hidden away in a guest room on the second floor. With no one else to blame, the crowd's eyes shifted to the bride standing on the stage. Jessie stood frozen, feeling every stare dig into her like sharp needles. Everything had gone haywire so fast, and she was totally blindsided. Her legs shook, struggling to support her. She gazed ahead. Vincent was there, and the bouquet he'd been holding had fallen from his hand at some point. Disappointment filled his eyes as he glanced at her before walking away. "Vince…" Jessie called, desperate to stop him. But after just two steps, someone stepped on the train of her wedding dress. She lost he