Chapter 319 Open Hearts, True Confessions
Before Patricia could make sense of the situation unfolding before her, hera pair of lips were suddenly sealed by an overwhelming kiss.
"Mmm…"
Instinctively, she tried to strugglehers. She struggled instinctively but was halted by a familiar scent that coursed through her,, and her eyes wideninged in utter disbelief at the man in front of her.
It was… it was Martin.
He pressed her against the wall, his kiss forceful and domineering, devouring her breath. Her mind went blank for a moment. What was Martin, who should be in the groom's dressing room, doing here?
Her mind went blank for a moment.
Why was Martin, who should be in the groom's dressing room, here instead?
A simple kiss no longer seemed to satisfy Martin.
His hands glided down from the smooth curve of Patricia's neck, undoing the belt and buttons of her trench coat, reaching under. He reached beneath her top to find her sensitive waist, kneading it with a firm yet gentle touch.
"Ah…"
Patricia gasped for air, a shiver running through her, as her. Her scattered thoughts suddenly snapped back into focus, pushingand she shoved Martin away with a forceful shove.
Caught off guard, Martin staggered back.
But he was quick to regain but quickly regained his composure, lunging. He lunged back at her to pin, pinning her arms above her head with one hand, while the other steadiedsteadying her waist, his with the other. His lips hungrily findingfound hers once more.
He was silent, offering no explanation, again, venting his emotions through his unrestrained actions.
"Martin, what are you doing?" Patricia said, panicked, her voice trembling with thea hint of tears.
"Martin, what are you doing? "Eva is waiting in the bridal room, preparing for you to marry her."
Martin let out a scornful chuckle, his voice hoarse and laced with a dangerous edge.
, saying, "Do you really want me to marry her?"
No.
'No, I don't want you to marry her.
!' Patricia nearly cried out the words that echoed in her heart.
After everything, she realized she loved him even more than before their divorce, and she did five years ago, selfishly wantinged to claim him regardless of the consequences.
Yet, at the final moment However, reason pulled her back.
TodayMartin was Martin's wedding day tomarrying Eva, an eventand that could not be undone.
If the wedding were to be called off again, Martinhe would become be ridiculed and the talk of the town, an object of ridicule.
. She couldn't let her own selfish desires ruin his lifehim.
Seeing her silent, Martin's mix of anger and concern drove him to cup her face in his hands, compelling her to look at him as he declared each word with resolute clarity, "Patricia, .
"I love you.", Patricia," he said.
His gaze was focused and tender.
His voice was , and his rich, steady, and clear—it voice left no room for doubt.
Patricia's blood began to boil, and despite her best efforts, tears escaped her eyes, streaming down her face.
ForIt was the first time, he saidtold her those three simple words to her:, "I love you."
Her last shreds of logic crumbled instantaneously upon hearing them, leaving her utterly overwhelmed by her emotions.
. Silent, she met Martin's gaze.
With, and with a hoarse voice, he asked, "Do you love me?"
"LoveI lo..." Patricia blurted out almost instinctively, without a moment's hesitation.
The hard lines of Martin's "Once spoken," Martin said, his face softened at her single-worded confession, a curve forming uncontrollably at the corners of hissoftening and lips, not giving her any chance to reconsider.
"Once said, there's curving, "there are no take-backs, and I won't let you forget it," he said.."
Tears cascaded down Patricia's cheeks with renewed fervor.
Unable to hold back her feelings any longer, she wrapped her arms around Martin's neck and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"I love you, Martin, I love you... I've loved you sincefrom the moment I first saw you, and I never stopped..." she confessed, even though she."
She had been lying to herself, forcing herself to hate him.
But it was only Only now thatdid she truly understooand that her hatred was also born out of love—the depth of her love mirrored the depth of her hurt and her hatred.
Having finally coerced her to speak ther truth, Martin held her tightly, wishing he could meld her into his very being.
Unfortunately However, his joy was short-lived as Patricia swiftly doused it with a cold bucket of reality.
"But, we can't be together, can we?"," Patricia said.
Martin released her, swallowed hardswallowing with a pained expression,. "Why not?"
Her"Today's your wedding with Eva," she said, her head hung low, and her voice thick with tears, Patricia said, "Today's your wedding day with Eva. . "We can't be so selfish, we can't and hurt innocentother people."
At her words, Martin laughed.
It wasbroke into a light, airy laugh, rough with emotion.
Patricia She looked at him, utterly puzzled by his reaction.
With a gentle stroke of her cheek from his thumb, Martin confidently assured her, "Don't you have any faith in me? I won't let you down."," Martin said, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"…??" Patricia hadn't even begun to comprehendcomprehending the situation when Martin had already swung openopened the bathroom door.
He handed her off to Jade, who was waiting outside.
"Take care of Patricia for me, will you?" he said.
Jade gave a chin lift in acknowledgment. "Got it, don't worry,. I know what to do."
With that, she ," Jade replied, lifting her chin. She led the baffled Patricia away.
From start to finish, she was in the dark, completely baffled by the cryptic exchange between Jade and Martin.
"What were you and Martin talking about just now, Jade?"
Jade was all mystery and whispers, "You'll find out soon enough."
As Jade's voice trailed off, Patricia sensedSensing something was off.
They, Patricia realized they weren't heading towards the family lounge as she expected but were striding towards an unknown destinationsomewhere else.
"Jade, where are you taking me?" Patricia asked.
Jade didn't respond, simplyinstead leading her to the door of the bridal prep room.
The sign 'Bridal Prep Room' color drained the color from Patricia's face and she stammered, ". "W-Why are you bringing me here?"
She had decidedDespite her decision to accept the situation.
But, Patricia could not bear the thought of witnessingfacing Eva's blissful radiance in person was more than she could stomach at the moment.
Unfazed by the look of rejection on Patricia's face,. Jade pushed open the door and practically shoved her into the room.
The room that should have been , which was deserted and eerily quiet instead of bustling with life was deserted, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"What's going on here...? Where's Eva?" Patricia said, her confusion growing.
Jade, tight-lipped as ever, pressed her downPatricia into the chair in front ofbefore the vanity.
without a word, but Patricia shotimmediately jumped up from the chair as if it were lined with pins.
"What are you doing? This is Eva's spot. Why are you making me sit here? I may have helped bring them together, but, but..."
But now?" she wassaid, her voice trailing into silence, filled with regret.
Deepest regret.
If it weren't for a sliver of sanity, she might have been tempted to elope with Martin, leaving and leave the wedding behind.
"Cut the 'buts.' When in Rome, do as the Romans do," Jade stated, clappingsaid, then clapped her hands with emphasis.
Patricia's facePatricia was a question mark.
Thepuzzled as the door to the prep room swung open again and Patricia, thinking it was. Expecting Eva, she scrambled to her feet to leave.
But, but instead of Eva, in came, three makeup artists entered.
The man in chargeleading them was Tony, the most sought-after makeup artist in Ivara City, sporting theknown for his quintessential artist's stubble and ponytail.
Two young women trailed behind him as, his assistants, followed him closely.
Catching sight of Patricia, Tony frowned in disapproval, clucking his tongue, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what have you done to your skin? ?" Tony said, frowning. "It's sallow and dry. Anyone would think you're pushing eighty! You've got good skin under there; why not take care of it?"
Patricia was lost for words.
Patricia was inat a total dazeloss for words, her sorrow momentarily forgotten.
amidst the unfolding events. Her days had been filled withovershadowed by an almost unbearable gloom, leaving her no energy to spare for skincare routines.
Had she not put on makeup before stepping out, She realized that she would have been unfit for any public appearance without makeup.
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