Chapter 440
"No, I’m not your guest. I was only able to attend your wedding because I begged Sister Ruby to bring me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even have had the right to be here." Juliana’s voice trembled with emotion.
Had she not met Ruby, she might never have known about Arthur’s wedding. She would’ve kept waiting for him back home like a fool, unaware that he was never coming back.
"Since you’re here, you’re my guest," Arthur replied calmly.
Juliana covered her face with both hands, tears slipping through her fingers. A wave of sorrow crashed over her, and she couldn’t stop herself from crying.
Arthur turned and saw her still in that same dress, crying so hard now it looked like she might collapse from the grief. His voice softened. "Why are you crying?"
Juliana sniffled, wiping her face in a hurry. "Don’t bother with me... just go."
Earlier, when she had cried in the dim garden lights, her pain had been hidden in the shadows. But now, in the brightness of the room, every trace of sorrow in her ey

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