There were no blue skies or white clouds, just a scorching sun releasing intense heat.

The intense heat was aggressively shining down on the Intercontinental Hotel in Miami city, both inside and out, it was adorned with a vibrant red, a symbol of joy and festivity.

Today was the wedding day of Violet Davis and Andrew Miller.

After four years of being deeply in love, they finally achieved their aim.

Violet stood beside Andrew with a joyous smile on her face, her beautiful soul radiating an aura of happiness.

"Mr. Andrew Miller, do you take Miss Violet Davis to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to cherish her for all of eternity?"

"I do," replied Andrew, looking at Violet with a gentle and charming smile.

This was the happiest moment of her life.

Violet was brimming with excitement and could hardly wait to answer ‘I do’.

Meeting Andrew was the greatest thing that ever happened to her.

"Miss Violet Davis, do you take Mr. Andrew Miller to be your husband, to love him in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to cherish him for all eternity?"

Violet laughed, of course, she was willing, this was what she had been waiting for her whole life. She was going to marry him no matter what, how could she not be willing?

"Andrew...let us do it....quickly...give it to me honey"

Just as she was about to respond, she wasn't given the chance.

The attention of everyone present was captivated by the spectacular performance being displayed on the big screens.

On the screen devoid of any pixels, the most unspeakable scene was being played.

At Violet's wedding, at the moment when she was full of anticipation for her future, her bright future, her happy days to come, all her dreams, with one 'bang', shattered to pieces.

"Turn it off, switch it off you morons!" Seeing Violet's face drained of blood, Andrew was somewhat frantically ordering, his entire aura buzzling with anger and regret at the same time.

In this hotel hall filled with different people, the crowd buzzed helter-skelter.

The sun at its fiercest could not penetrate into the Intercontinental Hotel, it couldn't bring warmth to a heart that was already icy cold.

"Vi, let me explain." Andrew's tone was urgent.

Looking at the man before her, desperately clasping her hand, trying to explain himself.

This might be the only time, that through his eyes, she was unable to feel any warmth.

He has always been her sun.

She had taken him as her faith.

She had handed all of her heart to him.

But now, what had she gotten in return?

At their wedding ceremony, she had watched another woman lingering by his side with her own eyes, a brutal scene that crushed her fragile soul.

Is this what he called love?

Is this the happiness he intended to give her?

This is what he had meant by ‘willing’ just now!

"I don't want to!" Violet's voice sounded as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.

The clamorous hotel fell silent in an instant.

Everyone stood quietly where they were, their eyes fixated on Violet and Andrew on the stage.

This was supposed to be the most joyous beginning of their lives.

This farce had nearly caused both families to lose face entirely.

Yet, no one felt worse than Violet.

"Honey, let me explain..."

Upon hearing that word from Andrew's lips, a derisive smile emerged on Violet's face.

Honey?

It was ridiculous, nothing had ever been more ridiculous than this moment.

"I don't want to!"

Violet repeated, her voice resolute and firm, her gaze unfaltering. "Andrew Miller, don't force me to lose my temper."

Andrew seemed taken aback by her cold façade.

Violet had always been gentle, especially in front of Andrew.

She never wanted to lose her temper at him.

Although sometimes, she couldn't resist scolding him a little, but before she could get seriously angry, she would be amused by Andrew and her happy memories with him would flow back calming down her nerves.

This time, Andrew didn't think she was really angry.

"Vi... I really don't have any other relations with her, I was drunk that time."

"Vi, you must believe me, please believe me...I love you."

Hehe!

Violet couldn't help but laugh coldly in her heart.

Loving only her, yet he slept with another woman?

Drunk?

It was ridiculous, the man in the video did not look dazed at all, in fact he was enjoying all of it.

Did Andrew really think she was dumb?

"Andrew, I do have my limits...this is the height of it...I am done."

Violet didn't want to hear anything anymore, the more she heard, the more unfamiliar it felt and the more she hated.

The memories began to blur before her eyes, her happy moments fading away like sand, all were ridiculous lies after all.

With a forceful push, Violet shoved Andrew aside and headed towards the exit of the hotel.

She struggled to maintain her last bit of pride, that perseverance didn't allow her to show weakness in front of them, she had to walk out of this place with her head held high and her composure at maximum.

"Violet Davis, stand still!" Andrew suddenly roared at her fiercely, his eyes radiating menace. Violet's eyes widened in what seemed to be an emotional mixture of shock and fear...he just yelled at her....