The Wrong Woman

It was unusual.

Just then, Candice and Elio approached. Setting aside their family affairs, the three raised their glasses in a toast with Candice and Elio.

They began with heartfelt wishes, laughing and conversing freely. Unexpectedly, the conversation veered toward Jasper.

"Now, all the kids at home are married. Even Candice is married. It's just him left, a bachelor without a girlfriend," Mila said.

Jasper countered, "Mom, my cousins are all in their 30s. Isn't that normal for them to be married?"

Mila persisted, "But Candice is younger than you and already married!"

Nathan interjected, "Let's give him some time. No rush. Let's see when he's 30, or maybe 40. Who knows, perhaps he'll get married in his 50s. There's still plenty of time ahead."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jasper was speechless, offering a faint smile. "Dad, you're really good at comforting people."

Observing the concern from Mila and Nathan, Elio reassured them. "Don't worry. Jasper definitely likes women. In the past, he—"

Before Elio could finish, Jasper abruptly rushed forward, his hand covering Elio’s mouth as he pulled him aside by the shoulder, his voice tinged with irritation. “Uncle Elio, I need to talk to you.”

Mila, nervously intrigued, hurried over. “What happened in the past? Hey, don’t go! Come back here and explain!”

Jasper held Elio firmly, turning back, and shouted, “Mom, it’s nothing! Don’t listen to his nonsense!”

“There’s definitely something,” Nathan chuckled lightly.

“Yes, he has a secret.” Mila agreed.

Lowering her voice mischievously, Candice whispered, “Uncle Nathan, Aunt Chubs, I’ll ask Elio about Jasper’s secret when we get home.”

Mila smiled knowingly and nodded eagerly. “Sure, Candice. Ask him when you get back.”

Candice nodded with a wide smile.

The grand wedding spanned two days, with the first day dedicated to the solemn ceremony and the second day to indulgent leisure activities.

The island itself, where they held their wedding was bought by Elio as a gift for Candice and christened Enchanted Cove.

Yet amidst the joy, there were moments of sorrow.

In the prison in Phoenicia, Josie visited Fenna with her parents.

Seated in the prison, Fenna appeared weary, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

Josie couldn’t help but shed tears at the sight of Fenna.

Fenna’s first question was, “Has Elio gotten married?”

Josie’s sorrow deepened, and she nodded quietly, struggling to hold back her tears.

“You are useless! You can’t even hold onto a man!” Fenna spat out with anger.

Unable to bear any longer, Cameron seized the phone and shouted at Fenna through the glass, “You’re already in jail now! Don’t you realize your mistakes? Why are you so stubborn? 

"Are you genuinely concerned about Josie's happiness? Or are you just trying to project your regrets onto her?"

Fenna looked at Cameron through tear-filled eyes. "Cam, Josie loves Elio. What's wrong with that?"

Cameron retorted, "If Elio doesn't love Josie and chooses to marry someone he loves instead, what's wrong with that then?"

Fenna fell silent.

Cameron continued, "Nathan didn't love you. He and Chubs did nothing wrong. They even showed you mercy back then. Don't you have any gratitude?" 

In frustration, Fenna gritted her teeth.

"Reflect on your life in prison for the rest of your days." With that, Cameron hung up the phone, took his wife and daughter's hands, and strode out of the prison. 

Josie didn't look back at Fenna either.

Once outside the prison, Josie sat in contemplative silence in the car. Finally, she murmured, "Dad, I want to go abroad."

Cameron responded calmly, "Go ahead. As long as it's the right thing for you, I'll support you."

"Thank you, Dad."