The opulent engagement hall was decorated with extravagant, romantic flair, and the heavy scent of fresh flowers filled the air. Yet the atmosphere felt absolutely nothing like a joyous celebration of love. Instead, it closely resembled a beautifully decorated execution ground.
The agonizing wait continued until around half-past four, when Darin's phone suddenly buzzed. As he listened to the voice on the other end, he frowned deeply.
A security guard rushed down the stairs and approached him. "Mr. Foxhall, Miss Curtis suffered a head injury."
After waking up, Andrea had thrown a hysterical fit and attempted to take her own life. Before anyone could stop her, she had slammed her head into the wall and knocked herself unconscious all over again.
Darin shot a quick glance at Felicia before giving his orders to the guard. "Send her to the hospital, then."
"Understood."
Shortly after, a representative from Holden's family arrived. It was his father's personal assistant, who took the stage and officially announced to the crowd that the engagement was canceled. A collective gasp of shock rippled through the guests.
The assistant then approached Darin and Max with a highly respectful posture. "Mr. Foxhall, Mr. Hawthorne, may I have a private word with you both?"
Darin looked over at Felicia and slowly walked toward her. His voice softened into a gentle, almost pleading tone. "Felicia, why don't you head home and get some rest for today?"
Felicia's face remained as placid as a tranquil lake. The calmer she appeared, the more terrified he became. He would have honestly preferred if she screamed, threw a tantrum, or even hit him to vent her anger. Naturally, she had overheard the security guard's report just moments ago.
Darin looked up at Jeremy, who offered a brief, confirming nod. Then, Darin and Max followed the assistant out of the banquet hall.
Jeremy drove Felicia back to the Ross family home.
Back at the house, Anne had been waiting anxiously for her mother's return. She had refused to eat or play, her little heart heavy with an intuitive dread. Greg had tried everything to cheer her up, but nothing worked. Sean had even tried to make funny faces to make her laugh, but Anne simply wasn't in the mood. Realizing it was a lost cause, Greg finally handed Sean over to the nanny.
Ava and Colton had managed to calm their own nerves, but they were now entirely consumed by worry for Felicia.
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