The temperature in the wine cellar was only about ten degrees Celsius. There were no windows, so it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.

Sandra's phone was about to run out of battery. The date displayed on the screen showed that there were only three days left before the departure date for the research and experiment exchange program.

Sandra knew she was falling sick. She felt her body burning hot for a moment, but she would be shivering the next second. Her teeth were chattering, but her breath was burning hot. She felt really drowsy as she curled up in a corner.

The ticking sound from the air conditioner in the wine cellar sounded like a thunderstorm in her heart. It gradually drowned her and took away any warmth and hope from her, leaving her in a miserable state.

Sandra's willpower kept her alive. She knew she could not be trapped anymore. She had to go out of there.

Outside the wine cellar, Keith saw how determined Sandra was.

He was afraid that he would really lose Sandra. He started to make wedding arrangements, wanting the wedding to be held as soon as possible.

Keith arranged the wedding to be held at the biggest hall at the top floor of a five-star rated hotel. The scale of the wedding was even bigger than the last time.

After making all the necessary arrangements, Keith went to the Hudson family with betrothal gifts and the ancestral jade bracelet.

Ivy was hugging Irene, sitting on the sofa. They seemed to have forgotten that there was another daughter in the family.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hudson, I'm here for a marriage proposal and to discuss wedding details with you."

Ivy's face blushed instantly. Keith, the man that she liked, had finally come to propose.

"I think this matter shouldn't be delayed any longer. It won't be good for anyone if it's delayed for too long. It'll only jeopardize the relationship between the two families."

Mike smiled. "Keith, we have long regarded you as a member of our family. You'd be our son-in-law sooner or later."

"The wedding is scheduled in three days. I changed the venue to the newly built five-star hotel owned by my family. These are the betrothal gifts from my family. There's thirty million dollars in this bank card, and this is the emerald jade bracelet passed down by my grandmother."

Ivy stared at the bracelet and could not look away. She looked at Irene and reached out to take it to put it on herself.

However, Keith took it away. "This is for Sandra. It's not appropriate for Ivy to wear it."

Ivy's face turned pale.

Mike stood up and questioned, "You still want to marry Sandra?"

Keith was a little surprised. "Of course. Who else will I marry if not Sandra?"

Mike and Irene looked at each other. They both thought that Keith would marry their biological daughter, Ivy. After all, given the status of the Farmer family, it would be better for his biological daughter to marry into the Farmer family.

Ivy covered her face. She then held the fruit knife on the table against her left wrist.

"Keith, do you really want to see me die in front of you?"

Mike and Irene accused, "Keith, can't you see how sincere Ivy's feelings are for you? She's still sick, so please don't provoke her."

Keith stood up and looked at Ivy. "I have tried my best to accommodate Ivy to please you, but I've realized that there's no way for me to satisfy her desires. I won't marry her. Ivy always threatens to commit suicide. We can't just keep accommodating her each time she cries wolf.

"Furthermore, this is a newly customized wedding dress for Sandra. I don't want her to remember any of the unpleasant things that happened the last time."

Keith put the wedding invitation card on the table. "If you're still willing to admit that Sandra is your daughter, you're welcome to attend our wedding."

What Keith really meant was if Mike and Irene still wanted to have a relationship with the Farmer family, they had to acknowledge Sandra as their daughter.

The sound of Ivy smashing things was heard behind him as he walked out, accompanied by her crying and shouting.

Keith left without looking back. He was completely determined and knew what he wanted. He imagined how Sandra would look like in the wedding dress.

He would never allow any more accidents to happen. He would not allow Sandra to be wronged even if Ivy were to make a fuss.

Keith was a little delighted. He had figured out how to coax Sandra. He did not know that he had no chance anymore.

Sandra was locked in the wine cellar for two days. Keith asked the housekeeper about Sandra.

The housekeeper replied respectfully, "Every day, someone goes to deliver food to Ms. Hudson, but the food is taken out the same way it was delivered. She still hasn't figured things out."

"It doesn't matter. We'll just send her to the wedding venue on the day itself."

Keith needed to manage Sandra's temper. How would she be able to manage such a big family after marrying into the Farmer family?

The housekeeper looked worried. "The temperature of the wine cellar is very cold. Ms. Hudson's body may not be able to bear it."

"Adjust the temperature back to normal room temperature then."

"What about the wine in the wine cellar..."

"Just do it. It's just some wine. They're nothing compared to Sandra."

A helper ran over at that moment.

"Mr. Farmer, it's bad. Ms. Hudson has fainted."

When Sandra woke up, she was already in a luxurious ward of the hospital.

Keith was standing by the window. When he heard that Sandra woke up, he hurried to her side, held her hand and put it on his face.

"Sandra, you finally woke up."

Sandra looked at the man in front of her and felt very strange. He was not like the Keith she knew before, but he was also not the Keith who favored Ivy either.

"I'm sorry, Sandra. I'm too afraid of losing you. Our wedding is scheduled in three days. Are you willing to forgive me?"

Sandra's eyes flickered as she nodded in agreement.

There were three days left before she needed to leave for the program. How would she be able to escape if she did not agree to his proposal?

Keith hugged her tightly in his arms. He hugged her so tightly as if he wanted to crush her. Perhaps he only realized what he wanted when he was about to lose it.

Keith could not feel the emotions in Sandra's eyes, so he panicked and wanted to keep her by his side.

Sandra carefully broke free from his arms and said, "Since I'm getting married, I have to make a trip back home."

Keith was afraid that Sandra would run into Ivy again. After all, Ivy had just attempted suicide.

"Are you sure?"

Sandra nodded firmly in response.

The wedding was a day away when Keith drove Sandra back to the Hudson family. When the three of them saw Sandra, they were not in a good mood.

Janet once again approached Sandra and took her bag. "Ms. Hudson, you look terrible."

Sandra smiled and told Janet she was fine.

Mike was the first to speak.

"Don't think that you'll be all high and mighty after marrying into the Farmer family. You're not qualified to marry into the Farmer family if you aren't the daughter of the Hudson family."

Ivy hid in Irene's arms and cried. No matter how hard she tried, she ended up watching Sandra marrying the man she loved most. How could she let that happen?

As Sandra cleaned her room, she threw away all the photos of Keith and her into the trash can.

Ivy walked into the room and wailed, "Why do you have to take away everything I have? You've had the love of your parents for more than twenty years, isn't that enough? Why can't you just give Keith to me?"

Sandra stood up and looked at Ivy. "Well, my good sister, perhaps I can fulfill your wish."

The wedding day was also the day where Sandra would leave for the research and experiment exchange program.

Keith stood in the center of the stage, waiting for his bride.

The door opened slowly. Mike led the bride walking in slowly, under grace of the flower petals and elegant piano music. After missing out on the wedding earlier, Keith could finally marry Sandra.

The wedding march was heard. When the two walked into the hall slowly, Keith could see who was approaching.

The person under the veil was not Sandra, but Ivy.

Ignoring the murmurs of the guests, Keith pulled off her veil with all his strength and roared, "Where's Sandra? Why are you here?"

Ivy's hair had pulled down along the veil. She pulled on Keith's sleeve pitifully and whined, "It's always been me who should be marrying you. Sandra's just a fake!"

Keith searched for Sandra among the guests.

The housekeeper beside him stepped forward and whispered, "Mr. Farmer, the board of directors were rather upset with you when the wedding was cancelled the last time. If you mess up another wedding now, I'm afraid the consequences will be..."

Keith dismissed the butler. He could not listen to anything. He thought he was finally going to marry his bride.

"I only want Sandra!"

At that moment, a surge of data and information flooded the big screen at the wedding hall.

Henry then grabbed the microphone to attract everyone's attention.

"Hello, everyone. As the senior of the bride, I've been entrusted by Sandra to share an interesting video with you. This is the results from the research and experiment of our laboratory that we worked for the past six months. A week ago, this woman stole it and published it as hers!"

All the reporters swarmed around and handed their microphones to Henry. "Are you saying that the research project that won the award actually belongs to your laboratory?"

Henry touched his glasses slightly and replied, "Yes. Ivy plagiarized the results of our hard work and claimed it as hers shamelessly. Here's all the data and case analysis. It can prove that she's the real plagiarist.

"The research data is the result of our laboratory's effort. The copyright should belong to Sandra!"

Ivy trembled nervously. She held her heavy wedding dress, wanting to go up to stop Henry from continuing speaking. She pulled Keith's hand and exclaimed, "Stop them quickly! They're lying!"

Keith grabbed Ivy's arm instead and questioned, "Where is Sandra?"

Ivy broke down and shouted, as she pointed at Henry on the stage, "How would I know? Are you going to let him continue slandering me?"

All the reporters gathered around Ivy. "Ms. Foreman, what's your response to the accusations of Sandra and her team?"

"Why would you resort to something like plagiarism?"

"Ms. Foreman, Ms. Foreman…"

Ivy could not stand it anymore. She turned around and ran out of the banquet hall. Mike and Irene followed behind her, but Keith did not move.

The housekeeper soon announced the news.

"Ms. Foreman is going to jump off the building from the top floor of the hotel!"

Keith felt helpless, but he had to rush to the top floor.

Mike and Irene kept persuading Ivy, but she did not hear a word. She only cared about Keith.

"Ivy, can you stop causing trouble?"

Ivy sat on the edge of the rooftop with her wedding dress. Reporters and firefighters gathered at the bottom of the building.

Mike and Irene felt helpless too. After multiple similar suicide attempts, Ivy's threat no longer work for them.

"Get down now. It's embarrassing when others know about this."

Mike frowned, growing extremely annoyed with Ivy's desperate attitude.

"Dad, Mom, are you going to let them insult me?"

Irene was fed up with Ivy's desperate attitude as well. "You don't love yourself. You keep threatening us with your life. We have had enough."

They knew that blindly indulging her would only boost her arrogance. She would only get more and more arrogant.

Ivy looked at Mike and Irene, as well as Keith who looked disgusted. She had made her decision. She looked down at the air mattress that was already properly set up by the firefighters. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath.

"If I can't marry you, what's the point of me living?"

She then dropped backward. The huge wedding dress disappeared from the rooftop.

When MIke, Irene and Keith rushed to the edge of the rooftop, Ivy had already fallen and landed. The three of them rushed downstairs immediately.

At the corner of the street, Sandra, who witnessed everything, got in the taxi that she arranged much earlier.

"Miss, where would you like to go?"

"The airport, please. Thank you."

Sandra was very satisfied with the outcome as she looked out the window.

From then on, she had nothing to do with those people. There would be no disappointment as there would be no expectation. There would be no sadness as there would be no disappointment.

Sandra met Marcus at the airport, and he gave her a comforting hug.

"Sandra! I watched the live broadcast earlier. It's great that you could clear your name. I knew my choice was right."

Marcus could not help but feel his heart ache for Sandra. Such a weak girl had to ensure so much grievances.

Sandra saw a familiar figure among the team not far away, but he disappeared in a flash.

When she regathered her thoughts, Sandra smiled and boarded the plane with her teammates without looking back at all.