Chapter 243 Wreckage

• Emily’s arms tightened around him, her body trembling. She didn’t look back. She couldn’t. Every step away from Charles felt like a knife cutting deeper into her chest, but she forced herself forward. This was her sacrifice. She didn’t turn around, didn’t glance back. Her eyes burned with tears she refused to let fall.
• Warren dragged Emily toward his car, his grip possessive, his madness unrelenting. “Come on, love. Our honeymoon starts now. Forget him. He’s nothing. You chose me, remember?” His voice was both triumphant and broken, as if he couldn’t believe his victory was real.
• Emily’s heart twisted as she glanced back at the church façade. Charles was still inside. Her lips trembled as she whispered so softly only she could hear, “Forgive me, Charles…”