Runaway Marriage: On the Wedding Night, She Ran Away!

At the wedding, my girlfriend went crazy and tried to save a psychopath.

The man said he didn't want to die a virgin, so my girlfriend had sex with him in our bridal suite.

She stayed with him for a month until he recovered and then proposed to me.

I said, "Who are you? Do you think I, the Billionaire heir in Beijing, would take back trash?"

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On the island of Bali, I was surrounded by flowers in an extravagantly lavish scene.

I was wearing a custom-made suit worth millions, my hands clenched into fists, awkwardly waiting for the bride, Sophie Mitchell.

Ten minutes ago, during the ring exchange, Sophie's phone rang.

A familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone,

"Sophie, the wind on the top floor is so strong, my chest feels so tight, I feel so oppressed, I want to jump down..."

Sophie's expression suddenly darkened. She left me and walked off the stage, anxiously pacing under the vow sign, patiently comforting the person on the other end of the phone.

I knew him, Lucas Kane, Su Jin's patient.

Sophie and I had been together since our junior year in college.

By chance, I met the belle of the medical school.

Sophie was incredibly beautiful, with bright and elegant features, wearing a red dress that was passionate yet not ostentatious, exuding a goddess-like aura.

She was more stunning than any celebrity I'd ever seen.

I fell for her and started pursuing her fervently.

As the billionaire heir in Beijing, I quit racing, clubbing, stopped going to bars to pick up girls, dismissed my playmates, cleaned up my act, and even started attending 8 a.m. classes.

For a whole year, I forced myself to become her ideal type and eventually got together with her.

And Lucas Kane, Sophie's junior, was the one who got rejected the worst among her many suitors.

He gave her flowers during her speech, she ignored him.

He gave her gifts on her birthday, she ignored him.

Sophie once showed me their chat history; Lucas always used the pretext of asking questions to flirt with her.

"Sophie~ I twisted my waist. I heard you're good at orthopedics, can you come take a look? It really hurts~"

He wore a revealing suit that exposed his chest and abs, even tying a pearl chain around his waist.

Lying on the bed, acting pitiful, his eyes red, filled with seductive allure.

Sophie rejected him countless times until after graduation, Lucas drugged her and climbed into her bed naked.

Sophie was furious, kicked him off the bed, and yelled,

"Even if all the men in the world died, I wouldn't look at you."

After that, Lucas disappeared for a while.

When he reappeared, it was at Sophie's hospital.

Holding a diagnosis of severe depression.

He became a patient of psychiatrist Sophie Mitchell.

My recollection was interrupted.

Sophie put away her phone and got back on stage.

The breeze in Bali was cool and refreshing, but Sophie's forehead was covered in sweat, her expression conflicted, wearing the million-dollar wedding dress I had custom-made for her, her body tightly tensed.

The guests at the wedding were all notable figures from Beijing, the scene was silent, all eyes on me.

I signaled the host to continue, but Sophie suddenly gestured to stop and placed the ring box on the tray.

"Jackie, I'm sorry, something urgent came up at the hospital, I need to go back."

She glanced at me apologetically, then added after a moment of silence,

"Anyway, we already have the marriage certificate, it doesn't matter if we skip the wedding ceremony..."

Sophie's voice was not loud but clearly reached my ears.

A dull pain spread in my chest as I looked up and met her distracted gaze.

"Did something happen to Lucas?"

Sophie, looking guilty, anxiously grabbed my hand.

"Lucas wants to jump off the building, the doctors and nurses can't persuade him, he says he only wants to see me..."

"I'll call the police for you. They'll save him."

I turned to grab my phone but was pulled back by Sophie.

"No! He's a psychiatric patient, he can't be stimulated."

Sophie's face was full of worry. I was stunned by her scolding tone and was momentarily dazed.

I felt the pain from her tight grip on my wrist, but Sophie didn't let go, fearing that I might do something to stimulate her patient again like before.