Chapter 196 The Engagement Banquet was Approaching, and Cecily was Looking forward to It.
On the day when Daddy and Mommy were arguing, Griffin heard it. Daddy doesn't believe Mommy and hurts Mommy's feelings.
Now, he wanted to get engaged to the bad woman so they would leave with Mommy.
Hmph.
Without dad, they could still live.
Rowan, however, looked at Cecily with a heavy heart. "Mommy, is it really that you and daddy will never be together again?"
His previous wish was to live with mommy and daddy and have a happy home.
However, Mommy said that they would never be together again...
Cecily looked at the two children with heartache, gently pinching Little Rowan's cheeks and glancing at Griffin beside her.
As a mother, it was her failure to provide them with a happy family.
"Does Rowan want Mommy and Daddy to be with you?"
Rowan nodded gently, worriedly looking at Cecily's expression, afraid that he had asked for too much.
Cecily felt even more guilty.
If she could, of course, she would have wanted to give her children a happy and complete family.
However, it was impossible with Darian.
"I'm sorry, Rowan, Griffin, Mommy, and Daddy really can't be together anymore..." Cecily lowered her eyes, a tinge of bitterness flashed in her eyes, "But Mommy will love you twice as much and never let you get hurt again."
...
Ophelia hurriedly dragged her injured legs and chased after Darian.
Darian walked fast, paying no attention to whether she could catch up or not, showing no mercy toward her.
After finally catching up to Darian, Ophelia urgently called out, "Darian, I..."
"I can't marry you," Darian said coldly.
Ophelia froze, her face stiffened, her voice stuck in her throat, unable to utter a word.
After a long while, she finally regained her voice and forced a smile, saying, "Why? Darian, I truly love you. Think about the child we had before..."
She humbly reached out to hold Darian's hand.
Darian coldly pulled away, "Ophelia, I'm tired of hearing these words."
Ophelia's face was filled with tears.
"But Grandpa Owen has already announced this, everyone knows we were going to get engaged. It would become a joke if we didn't do it. Darian, let's not make a scene, okay? You don't want to disappoint Owen, right?"
Upon hearing this, Darian slightly twitched his lips.
"The one who made this joke was you all. I just played along."
"No, that's not true... Darian..."
Ophelia panicked and caught up to Darian, but her leg wound hadn't healed completely, causing a sharp pain, and she fell to the ground.
She watched as Darian's figure grew farther and farther away, her eyes filled with tears.
"Darian, I will definitely marry you, I will, you're just angry, yes, you're just angry... there must be a way. There must be a way for you to forgive me..."
Ophelia muttered to herself, in a wretched state, lying on the ground.
...
A few weeks later, Rowan was discharged from the hospital, while Ophelia had already been discharged three days earlier.
There were still three days left until the engagement banquet.
Although Darian might not attend this engagement banquet, Owen and the Flores family proceeded as planned, unfazed.
Ophelia had a lot on her plate now, going about her business as if nothing happened - sending invitations, scouting venues, and choosing outfits.
Cecily's birthday party went on as usual. Planning such a big event was both overwhelming and time-consuming, but Cecily only provided the funds, leaving the rest to be handled by Blaise's team.
Cecily held the paternity test report in her hand, feeling a sense of unease.
On that day, Ophelia came to visit, and when Cecily opened the door, she saw Ophelia, and her expression turned cold for a moment.
"Let's talk," Ophelia said, raising her chin and looking at Cecily.
They met at a coffee shop.
Cecily pulled out a chair and sat down, observing Ophelia as she slowly sat down across from her. It was obvious that she had been eager to leave the hospital, as her leg injuries hadn't fully healed, making her walking posture somewhat peculiar.
Cecily averted her gaze and spoke in a cold tone, "What's the matter?"
Ophelia clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, looking at Cecily as she asked, "Do you know where Darian went?"
Cecily found it amusing.
"He is your fiancé, and you're asking me where he is?"
Ophelia, watching Cecily's slightly mocking expression, grew even darker in complexion. "I can't find him. That's why I'm asking you."
"Sorry, I don't know," Cecily replied.
Ophelia held her breath and stared at Cecily's stunning face.
At this moment, Ophelia felt pathetic. She had come to ask Cecily about Darian. Sometimes, she wondered what she lacked compared to Cecily.
"Cecily, you must be feeling quite pleased, huh? Because of you, Darian can't even be bothered to see me. It's all because of you."
Cecily pulled at the corner of her lip, picked up the coffee that had just been served by the waiter, and took a sip.
"Do you always enjoy deluding yourself like this? Always blaming others for your mistakes. Why Darian treats you this way, you know better than anyone."
"Smack!"
Ophelia angrily slammed the table and immediately stood up, supporting herself on the table with both hands, her face contorted with rage.
"How dare you say that, Cecily! If it weren't for you marrying Darian if it weren't for you stealing him from me, would we be in this situation today? It's all because of you."
Cecily raised her lips slightly. "Initially, it was you who thought Darian was going to die, so you broke off the engagement and left the country. Don't you feel guilty for bringing that up?"
Ophelia's emotions were extremely unstable, and she angrily said, "But he was mine. He loved me back then. It was because of your appearance that he changed toward me. So I hate you. I hate you so much."
Cecily stood up and didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore.
"Cecily, let me tell you, whether Darian shows up at the engagement banquet or not, I will still be his fiancée, his future wife. Between the two of us, I will definitely be the winner."
Cecily, who had just taken a few steps, stopped in her tracks and looked back at Ophelia. "Is that so? Congratulations to you..." if your dream can come true.
Ophelia watched Cecily walk away in large strides, her chest heaving with anger.
She told herself that the engagement banquet was imminent. On the day of the engagement, she would definitely be the one marrying Darian, and Cecily was destined to lose face at her engagement banquet.
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