All Chapters of The Devil's Wedding Ring : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

I stared at the image, a fresh wave of tears spilling over my hot cheeks. He had actually taken a photo of the moment I tried to ruin him. I closed my eyes, his past words about freezing time echoing with a brutal, new clarity. *Moments you could relive forever...*He didn't love this photo because it was beautiful in a conventional way. He loved it because it was the one moment where I was entirely, completely real with him. I wasn't wearing a mask of polite compliance, and I wasn't pulling away in cold indifference. In that single, violent second, all the walls between us had been obliterated. Even though it was born out of pure hatred, I had given him the entirety of my raw emotion. I had touched him, fought him, and looked directly into his soul.Why? Why do I understand him so well now? Not like he did anything right but why do I feel like I'm the one who did wrong! Why does it have to be a monster to the very end? He would rather freeze a moment of me stabbing him, just t

"Can I meet him?" I asked, sitting down at the counter of the federal detention center."His answer remains the same. Your visit is declined," the guard replied, not even looking up from his computer screen.My heart shattered all over again. That was the tenth time this month. Ten times of sitting in this sterile, grey waiting room, breathing in the scent of bleach and cheap coffee, just to be turned away by the same cold, robotic responses."But... I want to meet him! Tell him his wife is here to see him," I pleaded, leaning forward, my fingers gripping the edge of the plexiglass barrier. "Tell him Valerie is here. He’ll listen to that."The guard finally sighed, shifting his gaze to meet mine with a look of blunt pity. "Ma'am, it doesn't matter what title you use. Inmate Vane-Montgomery has explicitly stated on his intake form that he refuses all civilian visitors. He doesn't want to meet anyone."A bitter, hysterical laugh bubbled up in my chest. Even behind steel bars and conc

I opened my mouth to protest, a sudden lump forming in my throat, and then sank back into the leather seat immediately. The realization of where we were hit me with a quiet, devastating force.I haven't been here in a while. When the car finally brought us to a halt, the silence of the sacred grounds enveloped us. We came out of the car and moved along the manicured stone pathways toward the quietest corner of the cemetery, where the morning mist still clung to the grass.As we neared the familiar plot, I froze. From afar, I could see the tall, imposing silhouette of Mr. Montgomery. The fiercely intimidating billionaire looked oddly fragile in the soft morning light, bending down to place a fresh bundle of white lilies on his son’s grave.Daniel and Alex suddenly stopped walking, giving me a quiet, supportive nod. They anchored themselves a few yards back, allowing me to continue the journey alone.My heels clicked softly against the stone pavement until I reached Mr. Montgomery.

## **BREAKING NEWS**### **BLOODBATH IN NEW YORK FEDERAL COURT: MULTIPLE SHOTS FIRED INSIDE PRELIMINARY HEARING**> **MANHATTAN, NY** — Moments after the adjournment of the high-profile Vane-Montgomery corporate conspiracy trial, defendant **Sterling Thorne** violently disarmed a federal law enforcement officer, firing multiple close-range rounds at co-defendant **Cillian Vane-Montgomery**.> Eyewitnesses inside the courtroom describe a scene of absolute chaos as Thorne opened fire, screaming profanities about a "ruined empire" and "selling souls for a woman." Vane-Montgomery has reportedly sustained critical, life-threatening gunshot wounds to the chest. Emergency medical services are currently on the scene attempting stabilization, while Thorne has been heavily subdued by federal marshals. Valerie St. Claire, the prominent actress caught at the center of this blood feud, was present in the front-row gallery when the violence erupted. Live updates to follow. > The internet explod

"Watch out for me, you would see what I'm going to do and how you're going to end and I really don't want to understand why you hate me so much. Or why you're making all this sound cartoonish but I will bury you for everything you did." I stormed out. Driven raving mad, the sound of Sterling’s mocking laughter echoed in my ears like a recurring nightmare as I flew down the steps of the federal detention center. Every word he spoke had been a calculated needle thrust directly into my rawest wounds.*“Have you forgotten your earnest plea to end his life?”*The accusation burned. It was true. I had wanted Cillian dead. I had prayed for his destruction. And now that the universe had granted my twisted wish through the barrel of Sterling’s stolen gun, I was suffocating under the weight of my own hypocrisy.I didn't let Daniel drive me. I didn't call Alex. I grabbed the keys to one of Cillian’s cars from my bag, slammed my foot onto the accelerator, and tore through the LA traffic tow