Chapter 12

Just as the wedding was about to begin, a young boy holding a cup of grape juice suddenly ran into the hall and bumped straight into Kimberly. The deep purple grape juice instantly stained her pristine white dress. Kimberly cried, "My dress! Whose brat is this? Who let him in? Take him out right now!" Hearing the commotion, Vincent quickly came over. The moment he noticed the impatience on Kimberly's face, he was so stunned that he froze in place. In his mind, she had always been the gentle and quiet type. Even when faced with trouble, she never lost her composure. So, seeing her like this now caught him off guard. "Vincent? When did you get here? I didn't even see you," she said sweetly. When Vincent looked at her again, he saw the same gentle expression on her face. It was completely different from the one she had shown just moments ago. "I heard you cry out, so I came to check. Are you alright?" Vincent asked. "I'm fine. It's just that I've got grape juice all over me now. I'