It was like they were watching a child who had finally grown up.

I glanced at Jerry and looked at Henry, then let out a very sarcastic remark, “This wedding ... the one person you both least wanted to see here is me, isn’t it?”

My words made Henry and Jerry's faces stiffen.

The other guests at the venue also furrowed their brows and said, "This woman isn't right in her head, is it? This is her son's wedding, she did not come here to give him a blessing, instead, she came here just to make trouble?”

“I've heard that she's delusional and has been acting up all these years, either saying that Henry isn't her son or calling the police to ask people to help find her daughter. She drove her family crazy.”

"The thing is that she makes trouble every day, but her husband never gives up on her and takes care of her every day. Her son also tolerates her. He keeps trying to find a way to help her get better."

“How could a troublesome woman like her deserve to marry such a loving husband and give birth to a kind, sensible son?”

“Exactly. I can’t stand people who are mentally unstable. All they do is cause trouble and disgust everyone around them!”

All eyes turned on me. They were full of contempt, judgment and anger as if I were a murderer and arsonist.

Faced with this, Jerry was the first one who stepped forward and stood up for me. “Please don’t say that. Sophia is just sick. Deep down, she’s not a bad person.”

“I hope everyone can be more understanding and compassionate toward her. “When she's cured, she'll definitely love our family as well as before," he added.

Henry nodded in agreement. “Yeah, no matter what, she’s the one who gave birth to me and raised me. She’s the person I love most in this world.”

“If people have any grievances against her, feel free to take it out on me instead. Just don’t hurt my mom.”

The sincerity in Jerry and Henry's words struck a chord in the guests' hearts in the venue.

One by one, they clapped for them with faces full of admiration.

However, amidst all the applause, I smiled coldly. My eyes were like ice as I stared straight at Henry and Jerry as I said the word one by one, "Cut the act. I know everything."

When he heard that, Henry looked puzzled. "What do you know, Mom?"

When I saw him still pretending to be stupid even now, I sneered, "What do I know? Don't you have any idea? “Whose life you occupied and whose everything you enjoyed, don't you know that in your heart?”

I stared viciously at Henry. I couldn’t understand how he had the nerve to keep calling me "Mom" every day.

“Sophie, did you forget to take your medication today?”

"This is our son's wedding day. There are so many relatives and friends here. So, please don’t make a scene.”

“What's the matter? Let's talk about it at home.” As he spoke, Jerry hurriedly tried to pull me away.

I yanked my arm from his grasp and laughed ruefully. "Oh, now you're scared, Jerry?"

“Do you ever have nightmares in the middle of the night?” I asked. "When you happily attend Henry's wedding, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

My three questions left Henry frozen in place. He looked dumbstruck as he gazed at me. His lips parted, but no words came out.

“She’s hopeless. Her husband and son treat her so well and she still has the face to pick a fight here?”

“Yeah, it's true. If you’re sick, get treated. If there’s no cure, then just die. Why come here and make everyone feel disgusted?”

“What a jinx! She ruined a perfectly good wedding!”

"Looking at her ungrateful face makes me so angry!"

Seeing everyone complaining, my mom pulled me and said in a nice voice, "Sophie, we’ve always gone along with your madness no matter what. However, today is Hendry's wedding, please don’t make a scene.”

“Do you really want to ruin Henry’s entire future?” she asked.

My dad also said impatiently, “All these years, because of your illness, your mom and I have worked tirelessly, day and night, to help you take care of Henry.”

“Jerry also accommodated and tolerated you in every way and took great care of you." He continued, “Henry knows you don’t like him, so he kept his longing all these years. He only dares to look at you secretly because he is terrified of upsetting you.”

“For your sake, all of us have worked hard and cautiously. Can you just stop for a while for the sake of everyone working hard for you?"

My father's and mother's tone was filled with blame and the gaze they directed at me was full of disappointment.

As I stared at their weary, aging faces, my heart twisted in pain.

“Yes. You’ve all worked hard all these years, but are you really doing this for me?"

I let out a bitter laugh and raised my hand while pointing straight at Jerry. “Or was it for this murderer?”

My sudden accusation made everyone's eyes widen.

“What the hell is she saying? Did she say her own husband was a murderer?”

“It looks like it is. The key was, who did her husband kill?”

“Exactly! I’ve worked with her husband for years and I know him. He is one of the kindest, most decent men I’ve ever met. He is generous and even volunteers at shelters on weekends! He's the most perfect good guy I've ever seen.”

"This woman is so crazy. Since she could not cause a scene, now she is throwing wild accusations at others."

"It's too disgusting. After all the kindness his husband had done to her … she is truly an ungrateful person."

The guests were pointing at me and hurling insults at me. The disgusted expression on their faces as if they were looking at a madwoman beyond saving.

Even my mother stared at me in shock. "Sophia, what are you even talking about? Jerry is so good to you, how can you say such things to slander him?”

My dad was so mad, he was practically breathing fire. He asked angrily, "You keep calling him a murderer … so tell me, who did he kill?"

I glanced coldly at Jerry. He looked at me with sorrow in his eyes at the moment. His face was filled with a wounded innocence.

However, I turned a blind eye to the sadness in his eyes. I said each word seriously, "He killed my daughter, Mia Hollman."

My words caused an uproar in the venue.

"This's too rich. It's about that imaginary daughter again?"

"Will she keep talking about it? How long will she speak about that fantasy character?"

“It's been eighteen years, why doesn't she stop?”

“She's getting worse and worse; she used to only say she had a daughter, but now she's slandering people, saying that others have killed her non-existent daughter.”

"I don't even know what I'll say about her anymore. I really don't know why a brainless person like this is still wasting air by living in this world?”

The people relentlessly scolded me, as if they had nothing to say to me.

Except in Jerry's eyes. There was surprise in there. However, he masked it and spoke in a sad tone, "Sophia, am I, Jerry, really that bad in your eyes?"

Jerry and I had been in love since college and over the years, he had always treated me well.

He used to plan surprises and gifts for me. When I was sad and sick, he would stay by my side to wipe my body and feed me.

With one glance at my eyes and sighs, he could see all my joys and sorrows. He was the one person in the world who understood me best.

I used to believe he meant his words that he loved me more than himself. However, I realized now how wrong I was, so terribly wrong.

I looked straight at him with a cold voice, "Stop pretending to be innocent. That act doesn’t work on me anymore.”

Since I knew everything now.