‘Gotcha!’ 5 Women in Wedding Dresses Interrupted Our Ceremony and Turned To My Fiancé – Story of the Day

Fred is about to get married to Julia when five other women dressed as brides show up and spoil his plans. Julia loves him, and Fred is very convincing. Even after the can of worms is forcefully opened, Julia can't help but wonder if he is a changed man.

Julia had just finished washing the dishes after dinner when she sank into the softness of the couch in the living room.

The plan was to watch a couple of movies before bed, but watching Mark pace nervously behind her ruined whatever she had in mind.

Julia could not shake off the feeling that something was wrong when she saw the heavily worried expression on his face.

There were only a few days left to their wedding, and Julia would be lying if she pretended not to notice a few subtle changes in his behavior.

He seems more antsy than before. And he's been constantly texting in random corners of the house. I thought it was simply a little stress about the wedding, but it's something different, Julia thought to herself.

She wanted to ignore it at first but finally decided to ask.

"Fred, something's up. You've been on edge lately. What's going on?" Julia asked with a questioning gaze when she turned to look at him.

Fred instantly avoided looking directly into her eyes, stumbling over his words at Julia's unexpected question.

"Oh, it-it's nothing; just work and stress, you know?" He responded, but Julia wasn't easily swayed.

Her intuition told her there was more he was hiding from her, and unlike many times before, this time around, she was unwilling to let it go.

"I don't believe you. It's more than that! Lately, you've been sneaking out more than usual, and you're always on your phone," she pointed out.

She had strongly hinted at marriage mainly because of the little time she spent with him.

His work as a travel influencer required him to go around a lot, and she barely got a few weeks to spend with him in a month, so she was ecstatic when he proposed.

Yet, his recent behavior worried her the closer they got to the wedding.

"We've always been open with each other; you know you can tell me what's troubling you, right?" she pressed, determined to unravel the mystery.

Caught a little off guard, Fred took a few seconds to catch his breath before he slowly began to speak when he realized how resolute Julia was about the matter she brought up.

"Okay, fine. There's something I haven't shared with you that I should have," he said, and Julia's ears perked up as she instantly focused her full attention on him as he continued to speak.

"I wanted a small wedding between us and a few family members. But suddenly, it gradually became a grand affair," Fred confessed.

It was clear that it was something he wasn't happy with, even if she wasn't sure why.

"I remember discussing it, but there's nothing I can do when my father insists on publicizing his only daughter's wedding," Julia replied, getting on her feet and moving closer to wrap her arms around him.

"But why didn't you tell me this before? We're supposed to plan our wedding together," she asked with a hint of disappointment in her tone.

She couldn't help but be slightly annoyed that she had spent weeks overthinking whether he wanted to cancel the wedding.

"I wish you had explained earlier. You have no idea how worried I was. A strange woman even came up to--"

"A strange woman talked to you! What was her name? What did she look like?" Fred anxiously asked with a frantic look in his eye, but Julia didn't care enough to respond or notice that something was off.

"Forget the woman! You should have explained it to me. Somehow, I would have made my dad reduce the advertisements and invites."

"I thought it was something you wanted, and I didn't want to disappoint you. I love you, Julia," Fred told her with a look of admiration as he stared into her eyes.

"I thought I could go along with it. But it's overwhelming," he admitted, lowering his gaze to the ground.

"Can nothing be done? Nothing at all? Let us make it a closed event that only a select few can attend," Fred insisted, and Julia instantly nodded to show that she agreed.

"You're right, and I should have been honest. I just wanted our wedding to be about us, not the event itself," he added, a look of pure regret.

Softening her gaze, Julia had no problem making a concession.

"It's fine. We'll discuss it with my father and try to find a middle ground," Julia replied, and Fred instantly nodded, a broad smile slowly spreading across his face, only to stiffen at Julia's words.

"That aside, what about those secret outings?" she asked him, seeking clarity on the other things that bothered her.

This time around, Fred smoothly responded, almost like he was expecting it, unlike the first time he was caught off guard.

"I'm trying to prepare some surprises for the big day. I promise it's nothing bad," he reassured her, his tone filled with sincerity as he drew her closer to himself.

"I can't wait to marry you, Julia. I would do it today!" Fred promised, eyes beaming with genuine love.

"No more secrets then. Let's plan and prepare for the wedding together," Julia replied with a reassuring smile directed at Fred, whose smile was just as big.

After trashing out their grievances, they both went to sleep.

The next day was even busier than they expected as they still had a lot of things to do in the days leading up to the wedding.

Fred was no longer as distant as he was, something Julia was thankful for, but he never stopped complaining about how big the wedding was.

All Julia could do was console him now and then, which didn't seem to work.

Days passed in the blink of an eye, and finally, the wedding day arrived.

The grand chapel towered into the sky as the sun's yellow rays brushed against the stones the walls made of.

The massive wooden doors at the entrance were intricately carved with delicate patterns. One that seemed to welcome guests into an entirely new world of enchantment.

The decorations weren't cheap; at first glance, everyone could tell the organizers had gone far and beyond to ensure it looked exotic.

Everything dazzled like the backdrop for a great love story, from the flowers lining every corner to the giant yellow balloons hanging from the ceiling.

The excitement in the chapel could be seen as the guests slowly trooped into the chapel in colorful outfits, expecting to watch the groom and bride arrive.

Fred arrived early, a couple of minutes before he was expected.

Just like he practiced at the wedding rehearsal, he instantly walked towards the altar to wait for Julia to arrive.

Everything will be fine as long as this doesn't take too long.

The anticipation for the wedding to start and the impatience he felt weighed on him like an invisible burden.

Sensing his restlessness, Jacob, his best man, exchanged glances as he checked his outfit to ensure nothing was amiss.

"Nervous?" Jacob asked with a kind smile on his face.

He hadn't known Fred for too long and had only worked with him for a while but had no reason to refuse when Fred asked him to be his best man.

Watching how anxious he was to see his bride instantly brought a smile to Jacob's face as he began to speak to him.

"I've heard stories about grooms being emotional to see their bride, but this is my first time seeing it."

Fred let out a forced laugh, trying to cover the anxiety he felt, knowing that there were a lot of eyes on him.

"I'm more excited than nervous. I can't wait for the program to start," he replied, a tinge of urgency in his voice.

The earlier it starts, the faster we can get it over with, he thought to himself, trying to keep a semblance of happiness on his face.

Minutes trickled by, and soon Fred could no longer hide the anxiety he felt as he shuffled from one foot to the other.

Julia wasn't there yet, and different scenarios began playing in his head, one after the other.

What if she doesn't come? Maybe she found out.

But just as such thoughts slowly built up in his head, the chapel doors swung open, and the first notes of a melody played by a string quartet filled the air.

The orchestra on the west side of the chapel began playing, and soft music could be heard around the hall.

Fred breathed a little relief as he watched Julia stand by the door dressed in an exquisite gown that showed she was ready to tie herself to him.

Finally! In less than an hour, this will be over.

Fred wasn't happy about the time it would take and was even less pleased that they wouldn't be signing the documents until after the ceremony.

"I want the signing to be after the ceremony, and that's how it'll be," Brandon, Julia's father, had shouted when he brought it up.

The moment finally arrived, and gasps of admiration rippled through the crowd as they caught their first glimpse of the radiant bride.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, creating a halo around Julia as if nature celebrated her beauty.

Hopefully, this won't take long, Fred wondered as he watched her walk forward.

Julia led the way, holding onto her father's arms as her eyes glimmered excitedly.

In her right hand was a delicate bouquet of ivory roses, and behind her were two of her bridesmaids who followed behind her.

Everything looked just as perfect as she had imagined, and the thought of marrying the love of her life gave her the urge to walk even faster than before.

The smile on his face made her feel even more cherished as she noticed how nervous and impatient he looked.

"I, too, can't wait to be married to you," Julia beamed as she closed the gap between them.

Brandon, her father, stopped at the stairs, and Julia slowly began climbing them.

"You look so happy!" Sarah gushed from behind in a tone that only she could hear. One that made Julia even happier than before.

Julia smiled with newfound happiness as she continued walking until she finally stood before Fred, where she was supposed to be.

The officiating minister also didn't take long as he instantly began to speak, his voice booming across the hall.

"Dear friends and honored guests," he began, his voice resonating through the vastness of the chapel.

He continued as Julia smiled at him shyly from under her veil.

In a few seconds, Fred would be her husband and, hopefully, her partner for eternity.

"Do you take this woman to be—" the minister began, turning to Fred, who barely waited for him to finish before responding in a voice just as loud.

"Do you, Julia, take this man to be your lawfully—"

"Yes-yes, I do," Julia responded in an even more excited voice, with a permanent smile as she listened to the officiating minister continue.

"THEN BEFORE I JOIN THESE TWO IN HOLY MATRIMONY. IS ANYONE HERE WHO HAS ANYTHING AGAINST THIS UNION?" he asked, his voice booming even louder in everyone's ears.

"SPEAK NOW OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE!" he yelled, with such a severe look that Julia herself was a little worried to look at the audience.

On the other hand, Fred was on the edge of a panic attack as he fixed his face on Julia, stretching out his hands to hold her.

The vows had been said, and rings exchanged. All that was left was for the minister to pronounce them husband and wife.

"Is there anyone? Anyone at all?"

For Christ's sake, get on with it! Fred thought, tempted to yell out in frustration, damning the consequences that were to come.

"ANYONE?"

By then, Fred was done, having already opened his mouth to lash out when he felt Julia's hands holding his own.

Her eyes stared into his own with such a loving gaze that all he could do was close his mouth and impatiently wait for the minister to continue.

He had a genuine smile on his face for the first time since the wedding began when he heard the minister give up and begin to pronounce them husband and wife.

"With the authority vested in me, I--"

Fred beamed, grinning from ear to ear, as he waited for the ceremony to end.

Unfortunately, he didn't get the end he so desperately hoped for.

Just as the minister was about to ask the couple to kiss, he suddenly froze at the loud sound of the wooden door busting open.

Standing in the doorway was a young woman wearing a white wedding dress identical to the bride's.

"Gotcha!" She loudly yelled, pointing a finger straight at Fred, the groom.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, as all the guests, surprised by the loud intrusion, also turned around to see why.

A loud uproar instantly happened as they all turned, shocked to see a woman standing on the aisle wearing a wedding gown with flowers in her hands.

Julia's dad was the first to erupt in anger at the scene before him, shocked to see the woman walk quickly towards the altar in no time.

"Who are you?" Brandon yelled, furious at being ignored, as he watched the woman continue forward without paying any attention to him.

Julia was alarmed, with a huge look of confusion on her face. On the other hand, Fred felt his hands tremble in fear, doing his best to keep a calm look on his face, unlike the baffled one on Julia's.

Soon, whispers filled the air as the guests began wondering what was happening.

"What's going on? How can there be two brides in one ceremony?"

"Could one of them have possibly gotten the venue wrong?"

"What if the other bride is a wounded ex here to ruin the wedding?" another asked as different assumptions flew into the air.

What's going on here? Julia wondered, baffled to see an unfamiliar woman wearing a wedding dress almost identical to the one she had on.

It was supposed to be a perfect day, and the woman before her was there to ruin it.

No one had gotten over the shock of seeing another bride when the loud sound of heels clacking against the ground rang through the air.

As if two brides in one wedding weren't enough, four more dressed in elaborate wedding gowns of various sizes and designs walked in through the door.

Walking in a straight line, they marched forward, each holding exquisite flowers.

The leader of the bridal brigade, a bold and charismatic woman named Lily with her long white gown trailing behind her, stepped onto the altar and raised her hand to silence the loud whispers around her before speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the intrusion, but we couldn't let this wedding proceed without addressing an important matter," Lily declared, her voice echoing through the chapel.

"What on earth is going on here? Who are you people?" Julia shouted the moment she recovered from the shock she felt and found her voice.

Turning to Fred, she walked closer to him, comforted by the feeling of having him support her in the problematic situation they found themselves in.

"Who are you people? Why are you here?" Fred shouted in a tone louder than the one Julia had used, speaking with a clueless expression.

"You're interrupting my wedding, and security is already on their way!" he said, speaking directly to Lily, who glared back with a disgusted expression.

Instead of responding to him, she turned to the other four women she came with.

"Ladies, won't you Introduce yourself to the audience?" Lily quickly asked, glancing at one of the vast clocks on the chapel walls and realizing they barely had a few minutes before security arrived.

It had taken days of brainstorming to figure out the best way for them to distract the security outside and a lot of effort to do so successfully.

The last thing Lily wanted was for them to fail to stop the wedding.

Lily had just finished speaking when Margaret took over, turning to face the audience with a sober look.

"My name is Margaret. I'm 25 years old, and I'm Fred's fiancée."

Loud gasps rang in the air at the end of her introduction.

But no one had enough time to digest the information they had just received when the woman beside her opened her mouth to speak.

Unlike Margaret, who looked a little innocent with her big blue eyes, Vivian had a more fiery expression as she glared at the audience while speaking.

"My name is Vivian, and I've been dating that useless man for five years. This is the ring he gave me!" she announced, her words echoing in Julia's ears.

Listening to their words, Julia felt her legs tremble under her feet. The only reason she was yet to fall on the ground was Fred, who stood behind her, holding her up.

"Don't listen to them, Julia. It's all lies. We've been dating for the past two years. You know I would never cheat on you," he whispered over and over again in her ears.

Julia trusted Fred, but the more she heard them speak, the more terrified she was at the thought that they could be telling the truth.

It didn't help that as time passed, it only seemed to get worse instead of better.

"My name is Louise. We met in France six months ago. I wanted a child, and we've been trying for one. We are engaged, and I was already planning the wedding," Louise said in a thick French accent.

It was so clear that no one could have mistaken where she was from.

"Fred is a liar and a cheat. He goes around playing with women's hearts in the name of love," Louise continued with an expression full of regret.

She wasn't done when the last person yet to speak, wearing the most unadorned wedding gown among them, decided to talk.

"My name is Jae-Hwa. I dated Fred for about three years. We met in Korea before I moved to Germany. As a travel influencer myself, I helped him a lot."

"Money, advice, only to find out that he was with me only because of what he could get from me. The minute I mentioned something more permanent, he blocked me everywhere and disappeared!" She softly said.

Jae-Hwa had such a gentle aura around her that it was hard for anyone to think she was lying, especially when she had such a sincere expression.

The previously charged atmosphere had a calmer feel as everyone did their best to understand the different introductions they just heard from the four new brides standing before them.

But when most people still expected to hear more, more people walked in.

This time, it was the security officials, nothing like the unexpected shock they got when they saw the five women dressed in wedding gowns.

"Take them! Get them out of here!" Fred screamed the moment he saw a small group of them walk in.

The only reason he kept quiet for so long was to not attract more attention to himself, but now that he could get rid of them, he didn't hesitate to open his mouth.

"I don't know who paid them such a huge amount of money to disrupt the wedding, but it must have been quite a hefty sum," Fred continued in a louder tone.

"They're my exes, nothing more. How can I possibly be in a relationship with five women at the same time? Is that not impossible?" Fred asked in such a ridiculous manner that made people consider it.

Some even slowly nodded as loud whispers rose into the air for the second time.

"He's right. Even if he was cheating, at least one or two. Five sounds a little ridiculous."

"Yeah, and it doesn't help that they're almost from different countries. What if someone indeed paid to ruin the wedding?"

"Proof. If they're all going to bring such allegations, they should have proof."

Fred struggled intensely to hide the smug smile that threatened to creep on his face when he heard the guests whispering loudly amongst themselves.

He knew better than anyone that none of the people there had a single piece of evidence against him.

"Fred—" Julia softly called from where she stood beside him.

To her, she didn't care about the wedding as much as she wanted to know if he was indeed the liar they painted him to be.

"Please tell me the truth! Who are these women to you?" she pleaded on the verge of tears as she stared into his eyes and gripped his arms, unwilling to let him go.

Instead of pulling away, he hugged her even closer than before, trying to stare into her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Trust me, Julia. I have you; why would I need so many people?" he asked, his eyes glinting with tears as he tried to convince her of how much he loved her.

"Why would I be here right now trying to marry you and not them if I don't love you?" Fred said, asking another question, trying to prove his loyalty to her.

At the same time, he raised his head, yelling at the security officials, who, instead of chasing the women out, continued to stand up to the side.

"What are you waiting for? Chase the intruders out this instant! They're upsetting my wife!" Fred yelled, satisfied to see them start moving.

Even if the wedding is ruined, there's a chance that I can still pull this off if I tread carefully.

"Ma'am, we have to escort you out. If you don't come with us willingly, we'll have to use force," Luke, the head of the security team, said seriously in a tone that showed that he meant every word.

"Are you going to continue the marriage? Have you forgotten that I warned you?"

Julia hadn't forgotten, and unlike the others, the second Margaret walked in, she instantly remembered where she had seen her.

"It was you the other day...you did warn me," Julia whispered from where she stood in Fred's arms. "I didn't believe—"

"—and you still don't believe them now. If you have proof, show it; get out!" Fred said boldly, saying the words out loud.

The main reason he had been able to date them all at the same time was the different countries they lived in.

He had been horrified to see all five of them appear at the same time, especially Lily.

Still, one thing he was sure of was that after he began dating Julia, he had been extra careful and left no evidence that could be used against him.

Margaret wanted to say more but didn't know what to say. Neither did Vivian, Louise, and Jae-Hwa, who knew they had no proof.

Fred had entered their lives when they needed him the most, and none of them had ever assumed there would be a reason to keep evidence of their messages.

Brandon, Julia's father, was greatly ashamed as he watched security start to lead the women out.

His daughter's wedding was supposed to be perfect, yet she was crying.

It didn't help that he could tell she still trusted her fiancé, who she continued to stick to, regardless of all she had heard.

The fact that he's willing to get married to me must mean that he loves me. Why else would he want to make me his wife?

But Julia's thoughts were completely different from her father's, who felt he knew a solid reason why he would want to marry his daughter.

"Wait, I should tell my side of the story before you chase me out," Lily spoke up, trying to gather attention from the audience, but most ignored her.

Regardless of the interruption, many people still wanted the wedding to go as planned.

Some people were already looking forward to the fancy reception they were bound to attend, knowing how wealthy their family was.

"Look, I understand that Fred was once your ex, but he's about to be my husband, and nothing you can say will change that!" Julia said in a frustrated tone that showed she wanted them gone.

"Fred has a lot of money, so I'm sure he's not with me for my father's money. He's marrying me because he loves me, and I love him!"

"If you have proof, show it; if not, I need you to get out!" Julia yelled, her voice louder from how agitated she felt.

While the rest walked ahead, Lily still wanted to push a little more, only to slump her shoulders when she realized it was a lost cause.

Lily glanced at Julia and instantly recognized the besotted look she had once had towards Fred.

She knew firsthand how caring and attentive he could be, but more than anyone, she also learned how deadly and dangerous he was.

If Julia doesn't want to listen, she'll have to learn the hard way just like the rest of us, Lily decided as she raised her head, prepared to follow the rest and be led outside.

But contrary to her thoughts, she had just taken a few steps toward the door when she heard a loud, authoritative voice. One that strongly sounded like it was speaking to her.

"Stop! I want to hear your story."

"Father!" Julia yelled with visible shock on her face. Her father was the last person she expected to hear such a thing from.

"I'll let you tell your story, and then you can leave," Brandon continued without flinching, which only irritated Julia even more.

"Today's my wedding day. Are you going to ruin it even more than it already is?" Julia asked with a bitter expression, pleading with her father not to make things worse.

"If the day is already ruined, isn't it better to postpone it to another day? It's better than watching you make a mistake you'll regret for the rest of your life, "Brandon thoughtfully responded, meaning every word.

It would have been different if it was only one woman, but more than three women say the same thing.

Brandon strongly believed he'd be a fool to allow things to continue as usual.

"Hurry! Let's hear the story," Brandon said, directing his complete attention to Lily, who turned back around and began speaking.

"Fred doesn't love anyone but himself. Whatever money he has now, he got it from me. Even his popular social media account is being handled by someone else."

Fred could feel beads of sweat slowly dripping down his back, but regardless, all he could do was stand there and appear unfazed.

He knew that the moment Julia stopped believing was when everything he had worked so hard to get would disappear.

"So more than half of whatever he pays goes back to the person who created and managed it. Fred doesn't take most pictures, and usually, when he travels, it's more for pleasure than work."

"I'm sure there are times when you've had to give him huge amounts of money and —"

"He paid me back," Julia instantly replied, glaring at Lily, annoyed that he was smearing Fred's good name with no evidence.

On the other hand, Lily didn't take offense in the slightest and smiled with an understanding look.

"Every time? Did he pay back every time?" Lily seriously asked, and although Julia opened her mouth to respond, she couldn't find the right words.

"Julia, don't listen to her. Just because I'm struggling now doesn't —" he began to say, but Lily did not intend to let him finish.

She was gaining momentum and had no intention of losing it.

"He travels a lot, and you barely spend time together. There are days when he's completely unreachable, and when he is, he complains that the network is terrible."

"Internet connections are sometimes unavailable," Fred tried to speak in his defense, but nobody was listening.

The more Julia heard Lily speak, the more worried she was as the words she said felt surprisingly familiar to what Fred usually told her.

"Julia, trust me. She's just poisoning your mind towards me," Fred opened his mouth to say, trying to turn Julia's gaze towards him, especially when he could tell that she was beginning to pay more attention to Lily.

"Believe me when I tell you that I've spent more than six years with Fred, and when he finally decided he didn't love me anymore was when I barely had pennies to my name."

"Lily is not the only one," Margaret said as she chipped in.

"For me, it was a place to stay in England whenever he was around. It wasn't until after that I realized that I was simply another motel to him."

Vivian also chose to speak up, even if it was mostly to insult him, finding it difficult not to walk over and hit him.

"His tastes are always extravagant, and he always convinces you to spend above your budget. It was how he slowly walked me into debt," Vivian said, explaining her side.

Jae-Hwa nodded, not seeing a reason to add to what was being said.

Unlike the rest, she met him six months ago, and her love for him was fresh and intense.

She had been devastated when she saw his wedding invitation shared online, where she had met Lily, Vivian, Louise, and Margaret.

I hope Julia sees the truth before it's too late.

"Julia! You can't listen to them. Do I look like I'll do such a thing to you?" Fred begged from the side the first chance he got.

Although Julia heard all the women say, somehow she felt that even if Fred treated them like that, he would never treat her in such a way.

"Julia, at least take some time to think about it," Sarah, one of her bridesmaids, hadn't said a word since the beginning.

"Sarah!" Fred half yelled with a worried expression on his face. He had known Sarah for a while and had been good to her.

The fact that she could say something like that in his presence worried him.

Julia's father hadn't said a word since Lily began speaking, and although Fred tried to hide his anxiety, he couldn't when he saw the severe expression he saw on Brandon's face.

When Brandon finally opened his mouth to speak, he felt his jaw threaten to drop to the ground.

"I know a private investigator that works pretty quickly. I can even use someone in the police force. In an hour, I can have all the information we need about Fred," Brandon said, to the astonishment of everyone there.

"All of you will also be investigated," he said to Lily, Vivian, Louise, Margaret, and Jae–but they didn't flinch and instantly agreed.

"Father! In front of everyone?" Julia asked, realizing for the first time that most guests were still watching.

"If he's innocent, how else are we going to clear his name and punish these women," Brandon replied, turning to Fred, who felt his face pale as he heard Brandon's following words.

"I'll also need your phone and password."

"Father!" Julia yelled, turning towards Fred, who suddenly became more distant.

"Fred!" she said anxiously, calling his name when she noticed he stopped hugging her and stood alone.

"You're going to invade my privacy for five women who have no idea what they're talking about?" Fred asked in an aggressive tone.

Beside him was Julia, who was starting to panic even more, seeing how cold her fiancé suddenly became.

"Julia, am I getting married to you or your father? Will you allow him to dictate what you will do your whole life?" Fred continued.

Julia wanted to run to him and apologize for her father's words, but the seeds of doubt had long taken root in her mind.

"If you truly love me, Fred, please dispel these doubts. Show me the truth," she replied, shocked to see the angered look that instantly appeared on Fred's face.

"I refuse! I refuse to put anything of mine down. If you no longer want to get married to me, then so be it," Fred suddenly said, undoing his tie and tossing it to the ground.

Standing quietly to the side, not wanting to intrude on a family affair, Jacob was shocked to see Fred's sudden behavior change.

In a single moment, it suddenly became clear that all that they said about him was true and more.

I can't believe it, Jacob wondered, trying to figure out what to do as Fred slowly descended the stairs to leave.

"Fred!" Julia called after him, but he didn't care and continued to walk away under the gaze of the guests around them.

Yes, I used them, but there's no law against it, he smugly thought as he made his way to the door.

The last thing he expected to see was two police officers who appeared in front of him to block his way.

Fred was shocked and instantly turned around to face Brandon.

"I refuse to believe that a man as wicked as you has done nothing wrong. With a little probe here and there, I'm sure they'll find something," Brandon told him before turning away to look at Julia as the police officers took him away.

Huge tears were already streaming down her face, and for a few seconds, she was lost, standing there in a daze until she watched her father beckon her.

The next second, she threw herself into his arms, wailing from the pain of betrayal she felt.

Watching Fred walk away from her felt like a bad dream she wanted to forget.

"You'll be fine. In time, you'll move on and find something better," Lily whispered to her as she stood beside her, not sure she heard with how loudly she wailed.

"She'll be fine. She'll meet someone better and move on," Jae-Hwa murmured to herself, knowing that it was something she had to do.

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