The Wrong Woman

Chapter 972

It was six months later that Nathan returned to Phoenicia from the frontier.

He and Mila had been living apart for more than half a year, and countless times, he had asked Mila when she would return to the frontier and the lab. Even after years of marriage, he was still as attached to her as ever.

Mila replied, "I need to stay in Phoenicia to handle something important." However, she never specified what it was.

Now, he finally understood—it was to settle old scores and new grievances together.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Philip had been reported for embezzlement and bribery, leading to his downfall. Fenna herself was arrested for involving in kidnapping abroad, committing crimes against Candice, and taking bribes. The couple ended up behind bars.

During these six months, Michaela, who was still bedridden, learned of the events and felt shocked. She was grateful that Josie had not married into their family. Otherwise, their business could have been implicated.

There was another major event, which was Elio and Candice's grand wedding.

The wealthiest man in the country got married on the most beautiful island in Norvania. Several flights flew guests to the romantic island.

The once plain beach transformed into a sea of flowers, with petals carpeting the ground. The decorations, costing tens of millions of dollars, were complemented by the most luxurious food and wine.

At the wedding, Candice, like everyone else, witnessed the most beautiful wedding scene of her life. The air was filled with the scent of flowers, and everywhere she looked was just screaming "romance".

Dressed in a million-dollar wedding gown and adorned with jewelry worth tens of millions, Candice walked on the exquisite carpet toward the center stage, where the charming and elegant-looking Elio awaited.

The guests filled the seats, all smiling warmly.

Tears of happiness welled up in Candice's eyes and a sweet smile graced her lips, as she saw her parents, uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters-in-law who had loved and spoiled her for over 20 years.

She felt incredibly blessed. Marrying the man she loved now made her life feel complete.

They exchanged vows and rings, sealing their promises with a kiss amidst the blessings of everyone present.

Michaela attended the wedding too. Although she had been reluctant to acknowledge Candice’s status despite them getting the marriage certificate. It wasn’t until the incident with Fenna and Philip had made her reconsidered her stance.

As applause filled the air, everyone rejoiced. One person, however, quietly wiped away tears. It was Daniel, the steadfast and resilient anti-drug force supervisor, also Candice’s father. 

The latter part of the wedding was a musical party.

Candice slipped out of her wedding gown and into an elegant evening dress, strolling through the wedding venue with Elio by her side. They mingled with friends and family, raising glasses in celebration amidst lively conversations.

The venue was overflowed with beautiful melodies and delicious delicacies. The tempting aroma of the cuisine lured Candice away from Elio to a secluded corner for a private moment of indulgence.

Just then, Mervyn approached.

"Candice, congratulations on your wedding," he said.

Candice looked up, exchanged a glance with Mervyn, and offered a faint smile. She clinked glasses with him and replied. "Thank you."

Mervyn, after having a decent amount of wine, revealed his emotions through his flushed face and moist eyes. Beneath his smile, bitterness and sadness were palpable.

Seeing Candice and Elio's marriage making headlines, he realized his chance had slipped away before it even began. He had never had the opportunity to confess his admiration to Candice.

"Promise me you'll be happy." Mervyn murmured, forcing a smile.

"I will. I hope you find your other half soon and be happy." Candice responded with warmth.

Mervyn tightened his lips, bowed his head in contemplation for a moment, and summoned his courage to continue, "Candice, there's something I've been holding in my heart. If..."

"Just keep it to yourself," a sudden voice interrupted.

They turned to see Elio approaching.

He gently took Candice's hand, his demeanor calm yet his gaze cool and resolute as he addressed Mervyn. "There's no need for questions and words. It's pointless, isn't it?"

Mervyn's smile hardened with bitterness.

Candice was left perplexed.