Chapter 610

In the suite of the wedding hotel, Rock called Ronnier with a grim expression, unwillingly saying, "Get me a group of mercenaries from Trento City immediately. I want Lawrence dead!"

"Not now," Ronnie calmly refused, " Rock, the timing for us to make a move isn't quite right yet. Lawrence has just departed Trento City after facing many challenges. If you wish to accomplish something truly important, you must be patient. You have waited patiently for a long time; a little more patience won't do any harm."

"But he took my wife away!" Rock couldn't maintain his composure, growling like a wild beast, "He ruined my wedding. Who knows what he might do to my wife today?"

"If you go after him with a group of mercenaries now, how will your wife see you? As far as I know, Winnie has no idea about your background in Trento City. Will she suspect you? What about Lawrence? Will he find out that I'm backing you up?"

Ronnie's voice turned cold, threatening him, "Moreover, you colluded with Ishara to force Winnie into marriage using the child. Do you think Winnie will hate you if she finds out?"

Rock's head, filled with rage, suddenly felt a cold splash of water.

He was stuck.

Ishara knew about this, and Ronnie knew too.

But he couldn't let Winnie find out!

His fingers almost crushed the phone, his gaze chilling to the extreme.

Ronnie chuckled nonchalantly and remarked, "Winnie has a past with Lawrence. Wasn't she even pregnant with his child not too long ago? Just be patient. Once we take action, Lawrence will be vulnerable to your whims. You'll have the opportunity to crush him like a bug. He might be feeling confident now, but he's in for a rude awakening in the days to come!"

Rock stared at the phone. Ronnie's unmasked mockery and promises intertwined pain and madness in his heart.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and smashed the phone as if it were Lawrence.

'Fine... he would endure, just a few more days.' He thought to himself, 'Lawrence, hell awaits you. I will make you suffer unbearably.'

Rock gazed at his distorted dark eyes in the ornate mirror, void of any joy.

High in the sky, a helicopter crossed the coastline.

Lawrence gazed quietly at the small face of the woman in his arms, His hands, with prominent knuckles, constantly caressed her soft skin, his gaze reflecting a mix of affection and greed.

Winnie fainted.

She looked so quiet and obedient, nothing like the confrontational and frosty woman at the wedding.

How could she keep saying such hurtful words?

He never believed that Winnie didn't love him anymore, even though she hurt him so much at the wedding.

"I'm sorry, Winnie. I've decided to spend my life making it up to you. This time, I won't let go."  he spoke in a low, determined voice.

Lawrence lowered his eyes, his cold gaze deepened, his fingertips pressed against her pretty lips, wiping off the bright lipstick.

She had been kissed by Rock when they exchanged rings!

His eyes gleamed with fierce determination as he vigorously wiped away those annoying marks before lowering his head once more to passionately kiss her, dispelling any doubts she may have had about others and imprinting her with his essence.

Until her lips tinted with a hint of blood, his frenzy ceased.

The phone kept ringing in his pocket. To avoid disturbing Winnie, Lawrence took it out.

On his phone, calls from people like Bob, Jeremy, Bryan, Ishara, and others kept bombarding him! Lawrence's expression remained unchanged until Melissa's number appeared.

In the end, he did not answer any of them.

His fingers smoothed Winnie's still furrowed brows in her unconscious state; then he dialed Bryan's number.

Bryan, who had received a call from Mr. Rodriguez, was on the verge of tears of joy, his voice trembling. "Mr. Rodriguez, you finally answered my call! Your father witnessed the scandal you caused at the Lymington wedding, and he was furious. Your mother is also distressed. The entire Rodriguez family is discussing your actions in every corner, not to mention the Rodriguez Group. Moreover, your elopement scandal is gaining traction. I suspect someone is fanning the flames behind the scenes..."

Lawrence, with his eyes half-closed and indifferent to these words, stared at the azure sea beneath the helicopter. His mind, usually bustling with a myriad of thoughts, now plunged into a profound silence. "I am taking Winnie to my private island. Immediately open a route, contact the steward on the island, and have him prepare for a romantic wedding; this afternoon, we will hold the ceremony.

Bryan felt like he was going crazy when he heard that.

He felt Lawrence was very unfamiliar, both in his actions and tone.

'Could it be that Mr. Rodriguez's hysteria had flared up?' Bryan thought.

Three years ago, Bryan witnessed Lawrence's illness firsthand. When he fell ill, he became violent and irrational, causing harm to many.

Was this self-absorbed state also a symptom of the disease? Would he harm Winnie on the island?

Bryan dared not think further. He could only cautiously remind, "Mr. Rodriguez, you can't leave Trento City. EWM is in its final stage. What will happen to the company's R&D if you leave? I've already asked Jeremy to rush over. Can I let him speak to you?"

"Jeremy will oversee the chip development. I'm tired. I want to be with Winnie for a while. Don't tell Bob about my whereabouts. Otherwise, there will be no mercy."

Lawrence hung up ruthlessly after speaking.

Bryan, with a heavy heart, dared not call back.

He had never heard of Lawrence purchasing a private island. Was it bought at Dreamland half a month ago?

Bryan shuddered, realizing that Lawrence had never truly abandoned the idea of marrying Winnie; it appeared that he had been planning it all along.

When Jeremy rushed to the Rodriguez Group, Bryan had finished the call. Bryan shook his head heavily at him, a look of urgency.

"Mr. Rodriguez isn't coming back," Bryan said.

"Is he out of his mind? Who will he leave the huge mess of the Rodriguez family and the Rodriguez Group to?!" Jeremy was utterly speechless, so anxious it was driving him mad.

Bryan silently looked at Jeremy, then pointed at him and said, "Mr. Rodriguez wants you to oversee the chip development. Actually, back at Dreamland, I felt Mr. Rodriguez was very tired. He stayed up all night, probably for this day. The news says Mr. Rodriguez eloped, but that's just polite. He never treated Winnie as another man's woman. For this woman, he now wants nothing else."

Jeremy's face turned cold.

For a man like Lawrence, it was hard to imagine him eventually falling in love and being unable to extricate himself.

Seven hours later, on the private island by the azure coastline, the helicopter landed slowly.

In the middle of a luxurious mansion, a steward led dozens of servants, ready to welcome them.

Lawrence carried the woman in his arms horizontally, got off the plane, and asked, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, the bridal suite, and the church are all set up," the Butler replied.

Beautiful bouquets were being placed in the house under the sunlight.

Lawrence's dark pupils filled with a trace of a smile, and he directly carried Winnie into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed.

Catching a glimpse of her dress, the hem revealing her fair lower legs, his gaze darkened, and he called out, "Bring the bride's wedding dress over!"