Chapter 4The Night Before My Wedding, I Found a Shocking Truth

“Delilah, have you lost your mind?”

Liam panicked, pulling Sienna into his arms as if to shield her.

Sienna hadn’t expected me to slap her and froze, her large, teary eyes trembling like she’d just suffered the greatest injustice. Slowly, she leaned into Liam’s chest, her tears soaking his shirt.

Liam glared at me as if he wanted to tear me apart.

“Delilah, you’re nothing but a crazy shrew! What about you even compares to—”

“Shut up, Liam!”

Mr. Prescott yanked him back, cutting him off mid-sentence. Beside him, Mrs. Prescott stepped forward to pull Sienna away from Liam’s arms.

“Miss Vaughn, this is a family matter. I’m afraid we’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Sienna hesitated, glanced at Liam, and then turned to me with a slight, triumphant smirk before strolling out of the room in her heels.

Liam wasn’t finished.

“Are you happy now? You’ve turned our wedding into a circus! No man in his right mind would ever marry someone like you!”

“Liam Prescott, shut your mouth!” Mrs. Prescott tried to intervene, grabbing his arm, but he shoved her away.

“Mom, stay out of this! If this wedding is ruined, I’ll ensure she regrets it for the rest of her life!”

Well, wasn’t that convenient? Because I was planning to teach him a lesson.

I slammed my hand on the table, standing up.

“You’re right. There won’t be a wedding. But the lesson? That’s coming from me.”

Ignoring everyone’s shocked expressions, I strode toward the officiant standing awkwardly near the screen at the front of the room.

“Miss Reese, uh... what do you need?” he stammered, inching aside as I walked past him to the computer.

I plugged in my phone and transferred a video to the big screen.

It played immediately.

Sienna’s face filled the screen, smiling wickedly.

Her voice echoed through the silent hall.

“The groom’s not bad either. I tested him, too.”

“Where’s Liam?”

“Mr. Prescott? Oh, he’s working late. So busy.”

“Sienna, come help me scrub my back.”

“You just want me in there with you. You’re such a tease!”

The video ended, leaving the room so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Slap!

“Bastard!” Mr. Prescott’s hand came down hard on Liam’s face. He slumped back, his shoulders caving under the weight of disappointment.

My chest ached as I watched. I had truly respected his parents, and ending things with Liam meant cutting ties with them, too.

I faced the stunned crowd, my voice steady despite the storm in my chest.

“Liam Prescott, who betrayed this wedding, wasn’t me. It was you—the man who defiled our wedding bed with his mistress.”

“And that... mess you left behind? Do I need to spell out what it was? You’re disgusting.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. My voice cracked as the floodgates opened.