Chapter 6

Jennifer POV

Halfway through the party, Sarah excused herself to the garden for some fresh air.

Soon after, her sobbing voice came through a phone call, thick with tears.

"Kevin, save me, someone pushed me into the pool... I'm drowning..."

Kevin's face changed instantly. He didn't even hang up the phone, just dashed out.

My heart tightened with a bad feeling. I immediately put down my drink and followed him.

Deep in the garden, I indeed saw Kevin pulling a drenched Sarah from the pool.

"Kevin..." Sarah nestled in his arms like a frightened bird, her cries sharp and broken.

She extended a trembling hand, pointing to me not far away.

"It was Jennifer, she was jealous you were good to me, so she pushed me." She choked, each word like a knife, "I know you love Kevin, but how could you use such a vicious method..."

Kevin was furious, his eyes on me as if he wanted to devour me whole.

"Jennifer, you are truly wicked!"

He didn't listen to my explanation, announcing, word by word, "Our engagement is hereby canceled!"

I panicked.

My mission was going to fail!

"No... it wasn't me..." I rushed forward, clutching Kevin's suit sleeve desperately, trying to explain, "Kevin, believe me, it really wasn't me!"

"Please, don't cancel the engagement. You can hit me, curse me, just don't cancel the wedding."

Kevin roughly shook me off, with such force that I fell directly to the ground.

He carried Sarah away, without a backward glance, leaving my cries to echo behind him.

I scrambled up regardless, chasing him out of the ballroom, only to watch his car speed away into the distance.

I collapsed to the ground, but the man never once looked back.

From that day on, Kevin refused to see me.

For the sake of the mission, I could only resort to the most desperate method.

Day after day, I stood outside the tightly shut ornate iron gates of Kevin's mansion.

The sky opened up, unleashing a torrent. The temperature plummeted. I was soaked to the bone, shivering in the rain, yet I dared not move an inch.

"I know I was wrong. Please, don't cancel the wedding."

I repeated the words into the intercom, my voice already hoarse.

I stood in the rain for three days and three nights, until my legs swelled and my consciousness blurred.

On the evening of the third day, the tightly shut gates finally opened.

Kevin stood at the entrance, frowning as he looked at me, drenched and swaying precariously. His expression was complex.

"Do you have no self-respect?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, I immediately seized the opportunity, tears welling in my eyes.

"No... I don't care about dignity... As long as I can marry you, I'll give up anything..."

Kevin stared at me for a long time.

Finally, he conceded in a low voice, "If you want my forgiveness, go make amends to Sarah."

He took me to the alley behind an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town.

A winding path was covered with broken glass, glinting sharply in the setting sun.

Kevin's assistant stood at the entrance, relaying Sarah's words.

"Miss Sarah said if Miss Jennifer can walk this path barefoot, she will forgive you."