My Wedding Day Switch To Ex's Uncle novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Felt Like A Clown

"Abigail, stop this nonsense... My heart can't take it..." Her mother's tearful plea drifted from behind Abigail, followed immediately by the dull thud of a body hitting the floor and shocked gasps from the others.

"Natalia!"

"Mom!"

The room erupted into chaos.

Abigail's heart leaped into her throat, and she instinctively turned around, taking a step forward.

But then something caught her eye in the chaos—as Caroline fed their mother the pill, Abigail glimpsed the label on the bottle. It clearly read "Vitamin C," not her mother's emergency heart medication.

Even more suspicious, her mother's hand clutched at her chest with such force that her knuckles had gone white.

Abigail remembered what the doctor had said—during a real angina attack, patients don't have the strength to grip anything.

Ice-cold realization crawled up her spine, flooding her entire body.

So even her mother's sudden "collapse" was nothing more than a carefully orchestrated performance to force her compliance?

"Look what you've done to your mother! You ungrateful daughter!" Her father's voice thundered at her. "If I'd known it would come to this, I would've kicked you out of this family years ago, engagement or not! I never should have kept you in the first place!"

It was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, jolting her completely awake.

They'd finally said it... their true feelings.

Those tearful pleas, those passionate embraces—it was all just because of her engagement to Felix.

So from the day they found out she wasn't their biological daughter, they'd already written her off as an outsider.

Family love? It was all fake. Just cold calculations and business interests.

Tears finally broke free, streaming down her face and washing away the last shred of hope she'd clung to about family bonds.

"Get up, Mother. You can stop the act now." Her voice was eerily calm, quiet but cutting through the noise with perfect clarity. "I'll go through with the wedding."

It was her only choice.

The tragic irony was that even seeing through everything, she still couldn't leave—her father's threats were like the coldest chains, binding her feet.

The people on her team who trusted her, who'd worked alongside her day and night—their careers and livelihoods couldn't be destroyed because of her "selfishness" and shattered emotions.

The moment her words fell, the chaos miraculously stopped.

Her mother magically came to a few seconds later.

The scene before her was so absurdly pathetic it made her sick. Abigail let out a contemptuous sneer and spoke again. "But I have one condition."

Ignoring everyone's confused stares, she bent down to pick up the lighter from the floor and pressed her thumb down—

Click!

A blue flame flickered to life. Expressionless, she tossed it into the wedding dress box. The gorgeous gown, which had taken six months to custom-make, was instantly consumed by flames.

"What are you doing?!" Felix's face turned ashen as he rushed to grab a fire extinguisher from the corner, quickly putting out the fire.

But it was too late. The expensive satin and embroidery had been reduced to charred ruins, as broken and ruined as... their relationship.

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