Chapter 408
Everything was flawless.
Victoria Kensington was the radiant center of attention.
Isabella Montgomery remained in the shadows, just a background character.
She was exactly like the servant she had always been.
Victoria was the one marrying Alexander Whitmore.
She was the one claiming her happily ever after.
Special arrangements had been made for this occasion.
She exchanged a brief glance with the emcee.
The emcee’s voice boomed with excitement across the grand hall.
“Reaching the sacred union of marriage is never an easy journey.”
“Today, Ms. Victoria Kensington wishes to express her deepest gratitude to every guest present.”
“She has prepared a special musical performance to share with all of you.”
A soft, melodic tune began to play.
The lighting in the hall gradually dimmed, casting a warm, intimate glow.
The massive screen behind the stage flickered to life.
Someone handed Victoria a microphone.
She accepted it gracefully.
A haunting melody started playing in the background.
She began to sing.
“I’ve grown accustomed to the silence.”
“Where gossip blurs the lines of truth and lies.”
“I close my eyes, and the chaotic world fades.”
“Only one face remains.”
Her voice was filled with melancholy.
The lyrics echoed through the silent hall.
On the giant screen, images flashed of vicious rumors targeting Victoria.
Each photo appeared more cruel than the last.
They seemed designed to inflict maximum pain.
Her voice trembled with a fragile, gentle sadness.
It was a performance meant to evoke pity and compassion.
The audience was completely captivated.
They were drawn into her sorrow.
A heavy silence blanketed the room.
Victoria continued her song.
“You understand that love knows no season.”
“Even in the wrong time, at the wrong place.”
“Two souls can still find each other.”
“I have no regrets for loving.”
“I care not for what is right or wrong.”
Her voice grew stronger.
It shifted from sorrow to fierce determination.
The screen now displayed wedding photos of Victoria and Alexander.
Pictures from their five years together appeared one after another.
Every image radiated happiness and devotion.
The message was clear.
She had fallen for a man she shouldn't have loved.
But she would never stop loving him.
Her love was too deep, too consuming.
The audience was deeply moved.
They saw her as an innocent woman, pure in her love.
The music swelled, rising in intensity.
Victoria’s voice climbed to a powerful high note.
“The rumors are so loud.”
“They drown out all joy.”
“Loud and destructive.”
“I am so tired.”
“All I ask for is a simple life.”
“Is that too much to ask?”
The screen split into two contrasting halves.
One side showed vicious online comments and cruel criticisms.
The other side displayed beautiful photos of Victoria and Alexander.
The stark contrast was heartbreaking.
It shattered the hearts of everyone watching.
Sympathy washed over the crowd.
Eleanor Kensington was especially affected.
Tears welled in her eyes.
Her throat tightened with emotion.
Victoria only wanted to love.
She fell for a man she shouldn't have.
Yet she endured so much pain and public scorn.
This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.
But the guests arrived with judgment and disdain.
No one truly wished her well.
Victoria harbored no resentment.
She bore all her sadness alone.
Her gentle voice continued, soft yet resolute.
“The rumors are deafening.”
“They ignore the depth of my love.”
“I don’t care what anyone says.”
“I only want to hold your hand until the very end.”
The final notes of the music faded away.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
She walked slowly toward Alexander.
She took his hand in hers.
Her eyes glittered with unwavering determination.
Her fragile figure seemed to transform.
She appeared courageous, like a victim fighting for her happiness.
Alexander was deeply moved.
His heart ached with sympathy.
Victoria had just confessed her love in front of everyone.
He had no prior knowledge of this surprise.
He gripped her hands tightly.
One thought consumed his mind.
He must protect her.
He must protect their unborn child.