There was no time for me to change. I jumped into my car and sped crazily, running through at least three red lights.

I did not care. If my mother did not get help during her asthma attack, she would die.

Despite hurrying toward her, I was still too late.

My mother was foaming at the mouth, lying on the ground motionless with her eyes rolled upward.

I quickly called an ambulance to take her to the hospital.

As I was trembling, I called Erica.

Her voice sounded sickly sweet, like she had just had a great time in bed. She admitted to everything.

"That's right. I was the one who sent the photos and recording to your mother. That should teach you a lesson for trying to steal my man!"

"Erica, I won't let you get away with it if anything happens to my mother!"

She laughed, not taking my threat seriously. She replied to me sarcastically, "Here's to wishing you a blessed wedding in advance, Simone."

Why was she trying to make me so angry?

Fine. I would not give in any longer.

I tried my best to calm down. I made sure to save all the evidence of Joe cheating on me while calling the police to record my statement.

After seven hours of waiting, the doctor managed to save my mother from the jaws of death. Even he could not help lamenting the situation.

"It would be amazing if she manages to wake up, but if she doesn't, she might be in a vegetative state the rest of her life."

The news hit me hard. My limbs lost all feeling as I froze on the spot.

Tears fell slowly down my cheeks, and I clenched my fists. I swore to get justice for my mother.

This wedding was very important to the Fulhams, and they invited many well-known figures.

It was a grand event. The makeup artist reminded me that it was time to do my makeup, but I refused to show up.

"I won't be attending the wedding. Please help me deliver a big gift to the attendees instead."

As the wedding drew nearer, I did not show up. Eventually, Joe started to panic. He called me to rush me.

"Stop joking around, Simone. We have guests waiting for us. My parents are going to be humiliated. Come over right now!"

I sneered. I counted silently in my heart before I answered him.

"My gift for you has arrived, Joe."

The screen in the middle of the wedding venue turned dark. An excited moan could be heard coming from it. The moans interspersed a flirty conversation between Joe and Erica.

"I love you so much, Joe. You can only belong to me…”

"Erica, you crazy woman! This is the last time I let this happen!"

Everyone could hear the sound of human flesh slapping hard against each other. It was particularly loud in the silent hall.

It was the recording Erica had sent to my mother. Now, it was my turn to share it with everyone.

Joe's parents turned pale. They trembled with anger and could not say a word.

The guests looked at each other with disdain on their faces. They could not help criticizing the situation.

"What a horrible thing to do the day before his wedding!"

"I can't believe a Fulham man would behave this way. Disgusting!"

"Erica is Joe's ex-girlfriend. She’s been harassing him for years. I can't believe they're… Tsk tsk!"

Joe had no idea what to do when the recording suddenly played. He turned pale.

He quickly called me, but no one picked up. Joe started to panic again.

That was when the makeup artist suddenly ran in while shouting to the guests, "The bride has abandoned the altar!"

Meanwhile, the police arrived quickly and blocked all exits of the wedding venue.