Chapter 3The Billionaire's Secret Wife

Hearing the word "wedding," Sophia's eyes lit up, and she added:

"Maybe she's afraid of being exposed and won't dare to come."

I didn't want to tangle with them anymore, turned and strode away, leaving a sentence before I left.

"I'll be there in three days. Hope you're still this confident then."

Walking out of the club quickly, breathing fresh air, the nausea churning in my stomach subsided a lot.

I took out my phone and looked at the video I received three years ago again.

In the video, the man intimately held Sophia, smiling lazily and recklessly.

"Isla is too boring. Although I love her, she can't give me the feeling I want."

"This time I'm faking my death. I'll go back when I've had enough fun. She's suitable for settling down with, but with my stunt, given her personality, she might want to die for love. You guys keep an eye on her."

The day I got the death certificate, I did think about ending it all.

His friends kept stopping me from doing anything foolish.

Thinking back now, their distorted crying was clearly them trying hard to hold back laughter.

I put away my phone and looked at the dim streetlights.

Regardless of whether Lucas was dead or alive, there had been no place for him in my heart for three years.

Three days later, I arrived at the wedding venue as promised.

Lucas's tense expression vanished the moment he saw me step into the venue.

I withdrew my gaze and was about to take a seat unhurriedly when someone tripped me hard, sending me crashing into the nine-tier cake beside me.

Decorations and cream came crashing down. My high-end gown was instantly covered in cream, and I looked utterly pathetic.

Wine glasses also fell to the ground, shattering glass cutting my face, blood oozing from my forehead.

The venue was instantly in an uproar, everyone's eyes glued to me.

Cream blurred my vision. I struggled to get up, but before I could stand steady, I was pushed down hard again.

Sophia's angry voice came from above.

"Isla, what exactly do you mean? We kindly invited you to the wedding. Not only did you not give a gift, but you deliberately caused destruction at our wedding. You just can't stand seeing us happy, can you?!"

Many people came to this wedding, mostly hearing that Julian would attend with his mysterious wife, and were rushing to curry favor with his brother.

"There really are all kinds of people these days, daring to bully Julian's brother and cause a scene at his wedding. Let's see how she ends this!"

"Hey, look at the ring on that woman's hand. Why does it look so much like the Heart of Eternity Julian bought for a heavy sum three years ago? How bold is this woman!"

"Who doesn't know Julian loves his wife to the bone? Daring to play an imposter openly on such an occasion, she must have a death wish!"

Lucas heard these words too. His chest heaved violently with anger, his eyes looking like they were about to spew fire.

"Isla, you're a jinx! I was blind to have liked you. You even dare to wear this fake broken ring. Do you want to wait for my brother to come and deal with you personally?!"

With that, he walked straight towards me, then stepped on the ring finger of my left hand, grinding hard.

Severe pain shot from the base of my finger. Ten fingers connected to the heart; I felt like thousands of sharp blades were piercing my chest.

Seeing me struggle, Sophia immediately yelled for everyone to hold me down. For a moment, I couldn't move.

Cream covered my vision. I wanted to struggle but couldn't, finally shouting in anger:

"Julian is my husband!"

Lucas laughed upon hearing this, as if hearing a fantasy. He ground his foot harder, the tip of his leather shoe about to break my ring finger.

"Still thinking of being an imposter now. Wait until my brother comes and see how you explain! He loves my sister-in-law so much; you just wait to die!"

Seeing Lucas was impervious to reason, I felt despair. I struggled with all my might but was held down firmly by the crowd.

I gritted my teeth inwardly.

When the time comes, I won't spare any of these people!

Lucas exerted force again, the sound of bone cracking clearly audible. I grunted in pain, but suddenly my body felt light.

The crowd ignored me, hurriedly getting up to tidy their appearance, looking forward eagerly.

The waiter opened the hall doors, and Julian walked in with his son, surrounded like a star by the moon.