Knox’s eyes filled with hurt at my words.
“Aria, all these years, you’re the only one I’ve ever loved. You know I could never marry her.”
“I chose to be with you because I love you! I only took care of her and the child out of responsibility.‘
Ruby was pregnant and had given birth to his child, yet he still claimed he loved me.
Sorry, but I couldn’t feel it.
“Enough. I don’t deserve your love, and I don’t want to.”
“And your mother was right–rich people like me are hard to communicate with and complicated inside. I’m not worthy of your simple, pure family!”
Even with tears glistening in his eyes, Knox kept making excuses.
“I just made a mistake that all men make. I won’t do it again. I promise once the child starts school and is settled, I’ll completely cut ties with Ruby.”
I didn’t want to hear any more of his justifications and signaled the minister to continue the
ceremony, but Knox grew desperate.
“Aria, tell me the truth–you’re marrying him just to get back at me, right?”
Before I could answer, Justin looked at Knox with contempt, as if viewing worthless trash.
“I thought I’d scared you off with those beatings back in college. Can’t believe you had the nerve to actually show up at the address I gave you.”
Knox was stunned as he recalled how, after meeting me, he was mysteriously beaten up by a group of men every few days. He never knew who was behind it.
But many times, he heard the same warning:
“Aria is my wife. You better stay away from her. Every time I see you two together, you’ll get another beating.”
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Now, seeing his nemesis before him, who had also stolen the woman he loved most, Knox rushed forward to fight but was pinned down by security guards.
Breathing heavily and cursing, Knox watched helplessly as Justin and I exchanged our vows. Finally,
unable to face it any longer, he slammed his head against the floor and passed out.
After the ceremony, I stared at Justin, filled with questions.
My childhood friend apparently had a side I never knew.
In my memory, he was always like a caring big brother, consistently gentle.
I remembered when I was a little girl, always chasing after him saying I wanted to marry him. He would tell me:
“Aria, you shouldn’t say that so casually.”
He looked so serious then that I thought he was angry, but the next moment he’d smile again to cheer me up.
This same person had organized beatings for Knox at school?
Justin seemed to grow uncomfortable under my gaze. He cleared his throat and explained:
“Babe, I’m not exactly a saint. I just didn’t want to scare you, so I always held back. Remember how
you used to cry whenever I got even slightly serious when you were little?”
Then he pulled me close and planted an affectionate kiss on my lips.
I gently hugged him back.
This man was truly wonderful.
