Chapter 456

Today is the wedding day of Elodie from the Black Family held at the luxurious European-style villa of the Black Family.

Early in the morning, many people had already arrived.

Richard stood by the window on the second floor, lifting a corner of the curtain with his left hand, taking in the bustling scene below.

Behind him stood a row of maids, and on the sofa was the meticulously ironed groom's suit.

After a few minutes, a maid reminded him, "Mr. Mille, the wedding is about to start. You should get dressed."

Richard's hand moved slightly, letting the curtain fall back down. He turned to the dressing room.

Today, the maids of the Black Family were dressed even more plainly than usual. Each of them wore drab colors, as per Elodie's orders. Today was Elodie's day, she wouldn't allow any woman to outshine her. She had ordered all the maids not to wear bright colors, not to wear any jewelry, and not to wear makeup. She even gave each of them a black mask.

As soon as Richard entered the dressing room, several maids followed, intending to help him change clothes.

But as soon as they reached out, Richard's cold gaze stopped them.

"All of you, go out. I can do it myself." Richard's voice was flat, with no hint of the joy one would expect from a groom on his wedding day.

His face seemed covered in frost, making it clear to anyone that c

The maids shrank back, left the room with their heads down.

Only one person remained standing in the corner, unmoving.

Richard turned his displeased gaze towards her, but when he met her eyes, he was momentarily stunned.

Then, his expression hardened. He quickly walked to the door of the dressing room, shut it, then approached the maid, lifting her mask.

"Nina." Richard seemed a bit agitated. He carefully examined Nina's pale face, gripping her shoulders tightly before pulling her into his arms. "Nina, I'm sorry."

The words Richard wanted to say stuck in his throat.

Thinking about what had happened the night before, Richard felt a deep sense of guilt towards Nina.

He had wanted to protect her and their child, but he was late.

No matter the reason, the fact is that he was responsible for the loss of their child.

Richard could only hold Nina tightly, whispering in her ear, "After today, everything will be fine. Nina, we will have another child."

The sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed.

Richard's tall frame stiffened. He slowly released his hold on her, then Nina immediately stepped back.

The distance between them widened.

Richard saw the knife embedded in his body, the entire blade buried, leaving only a small part of the handle visible. Blood was seeping from the wound, quickly soaking his white shirt.

But Richard didn't feel much pain. From the moment Nina appeared, he only felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Compared to the pain in Richard's heart, the stab wound on his body was nothing.

Even if Nina stabbed him multiple times, he wouldn't mind.

Seeing the blood, Nina's face turned even paler.

Richard stepped forward, ignoring his injuries. Grabbing Nina's hand, he made her hold the knife, then pulled it out forcefully.

Blood splattered on Nina's face. She blinked, her hand holding the knife handle swelling with pain, making her entire arm ache.

After pulling out the knife, Richard gritted his teeth and took a few breaths, then gripped her hand again, aiming the knife at his heart and pushing down.

Realizing what he intended to do, Nina's eyes widened in horror, and she tried to pull the knife towards herself.

But the knife still pierced Richard's skin.

The stab wasn't deep, but it was shocking.

Richard didn't stop there. He continued to grip her hand, trying to push the knife deeper into his flesh.

Nina shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing her tears, Richard paused slightly, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on her. "As long as it makes you feel better, you can stab me as many times as you want. Go ahead, stab me."

With that, he pushed the knife further into his flesh.

The slow, deliberate stabbing was more painful and torturous than a quick thrust.

Large beads of sweat quickly formed on Richard's forehead.

But he didn't stop, and as the blade slowly sank into his chest, Nina suddenly let out a scream.

Her scream snapped Richard out of his trance. Nina finally pulled her hand from his grasp and stepped back quickly until her back hit the cabinet door.

Nina's face was wet with tears. "Richard, we're even now."

With that, she ran out the door.

"Nina." Richard wanted to chase after her, but after taking a few steps, the sharp pain from his wound stopped him. He had to halt, his tall frame swaying before he steadied himself.

Elodie was getting her makeup done when she suddenly heard the sound of an ambulance.

Startled, she asked, "Why is there an ambulance?"

The maids looked flustered and stammered.

Elodie lost her temper. "Tell me! Who's hurt?"

"It's Mr. Mille."

"Richard? What happened to him?" Elodie asked anxiously.

"I don't know the details. It seems Mr. Mille was stabbed."

"Stabbed? By whom?" Elodie pursued.

The maid shook her head.

Elodie said, "Quick! Take me to see him!"

As the maid pushed her to the door, it opened from the outside. Michael stood there with a few others, coldly saying, "I'm sorry, Ms. Black, but you can't go out now."

Elodie frowned. "Michael? How dare you stop me?"

"I wouldn't dare. These are Richard's orders. I'm just following them."

Elodie gritted her teeth. "I must go out today."

She rolled her wheelchair forward, almost running over Michael's foot, but she didn't stop. Michael stood there like a stone, unmoving. Eventually, the wheelchair stopped.

Elodie had no choice but to stay at the door, glaring up at Michael. "Move!"

Michael remained like a rock. "You can't leave here."

"I need to see Richard!" Elodie insisted.

"You can't leave here!" Michael repeated.

Elodie was so angry she almost spat blood.

Knowing Michael wouldn't budge, she retreated back into the room with anger.

She called Bruno, but it was Wade who answered.

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"Wade." Elodie had no feelings for Wade, but she decided to act all pitiful. "Michael has locked me in the room. He won't let me out. I think he's rebelling. Come save me!"

There was a long silence before Wade's voice came through. "I told him to lock you in the room."