Chloe Reed shot to her feet, her face a mask of disbelief. "How could he be here...?"
Walker Grant rose to his feet, shielding her. His dark eyes were filled with an icy glare as he watched William Quinn crash the wedding.
Some people screamed. Others wanted to run but were too afraid of the handgun to move. The room fell into an eerie silence.
Nathaniel Monroe’s expression darkened. He moved to stand directly in front of Iris, his breathing heavy.
’After searching for so many days with no leads... To think he would choose to show up today.’
’So, when did he find Iris?’
Iris Yates saw William Quinn, too. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and the bouquet she was holding dropped to the floor.
The memory of that night was still vivid. In the dim light, they had seen each other’s faces clearly.
She had been shocked by his exquisite features. His blue eyes had stared at her with an unnerving obsession, but his actions had been anything but gentle.
She had chalked it up to an accident.
She never imagined she would cross paths with him again.
Nearly a month had passed, and he was still looking for her.
For a moment, Iris couldn’t quite put a name to the feeling in her heart. It was a mix of fear and bewilderment.
’It was just a one-night stand. Why did he have to track me down?’
’I’m even "getting married," and he still showed up?’
"Who are you? How dare you just barge in like this?" Mr. Monroe stood up, his expression grim as he stared at William Quinn.
Mrs. Monroe gripped Claire Monroe’s hand even tighter.
Claire Monroe narrowed her eyes. "It’s him. Why is he here?"


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